Temples

May I pretend I am not alive? A pleasure to deceive an empty compromise Relieve the growth of an elastic breaking point Steady persuasion mock the voice of innocence Ever such soothing words to swear by The deepest shallow end you've never swam alone Amongst avoiding the conclusion you might strike a nerve Never believe for a second we won't get what we deserve Cause we're temples of our own behaviour Temples of our own behaviour Temples of our own behaviour Behave Temples of our own behaviour Temples of