Peacocks of the West

[Verse 1 soft echo) crown yourself feel how Damocles fretted beneath that single thread fragile fate frayed —strut if you dare [Refrain] we were cracked hold it together with whatever we are cracked [Verse 2] overripe with promising threat sweetened with rot we teeter ‘neath hard keening edge blindly we’re caught waiting to be —broken before it is —spoken stain in open unspun undone [Refrain] we were cracked bent back over skittered skewed we are cracked [Verse 3] ashamed of want ashamed of reach hands that tremble still clinging in rictus we practice our fall in private gardens labelling indecision wisdom of restraint [Refrain] we are cracked beyond redeeming yet still praying we were cracked [Verse 4] we knew our thread was unravelled and leaned harder plumage faded I’m not guiltless just deflecting where the blame longs to slice [Refrain] we are cracked by how badly we wanted to fit we were cracked [Verse 5] already bent already measured what we must lose to keep our glory skittering in escaping not the edge but the mirror splintering [Refrain] we were cracked exposing our dark to the light of truth we are cracked [Outro, fading] (we are cracked) (are cracked) (we were cracked) (cracked) (cracked) (cracking) Crack