Wide Receiver


Wide Receiver
And you said
Where is my believer?
Waiting for the sirens straight off the ground
With his hands in the air
the stars go wide and
Tattered and torn and waiting for the king to say
Never mattered, in the morning sounds,
Your wait is over in the out of time
And where's your wide receiver
Over the line
Where's your wide receiver
Over the border
Where's your wide receiver
Over the line
Where's your wide receiver
Over the edge and
Too far forward
Where's your wide receiver
Over the line
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