What Meanings

Heart so bold, love so twisted
Everyone in this town seems to be in love
Hands so cold, love so dear
Keep your heart above water, at least for me

Maybe time is passed
And it's coming back around
Remind me in my history
That I was somewhere stuck in the in-between

Each slow death dealing act
Is another feeding for our depression
Lie still, society of intertwined plagues
You should become purged through our faithful lips

You're becoming worse with each and every torn book
Expurgate your revisions, your undeniable calamities
With every broken mirror lies another broken word
Behold, people of this land, we are compromised