Fly's Eye View - Scapegoat

Solace in the shape of a night

A night which dines upon iridescent light

A fly’s eye view will do me fine

To sort the matter

I couldn’t creep around her climb

A fishhook tongue at feeding time

I felt the way it feels

For her to hook your collar

Its high school

She’s curious

You’re grounded

I let you live her lie

This gift which I have given you

Would be no gift if I had chose to fight the lie

It’s high school

She’s curious

You’re grounded

The love you have the body you embrace

Would be no gift if I had chose to fight the lie.

She’s coming through

Picture perfect

This gift which I have given you

She who you hold to highest heights

Would be no gift if I had chose to fight the lie