Seems lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Grand Silent System
Album: Gift Or A Weapon

Lyrics

Calling card has put to rest
Your orphaned opiate
Once more it is summoned home…

Can you keep a secret?
Is it a trial not to tell?
Will you pass it on, repeat it?

From the same mould we draw
A common theme to all thinking
So bullet proof it for
It is ripe for the picking
Absence is a form of closure;
Numbering the scores and tolls we court lament
Seldom built to last size the plaintiff
While you're down on all fours

Did you find being bought out generally
Turned bribes to weapons
Redefine the cleansing taught to them:
You're the vessel

Cope, concentrate, come forth the simple things; bind
Hold kind, never concede
Your worth is offering to guide;
The lease will end in time