Can't you see that I wanna be
There with open arms
It's
I'm on my way back home
I lost my way, I've
Alone at last, together in a photograph
Our eyes are always
Today is just like all the others
I'm not alright I've
Meier may we be this way forever
And tell me lover
Hate sin not the sinner
A mold of ugliness thrown into
Human flesh, open earth
Prepare your burial, burial, burial
Prepare your burial,
All along the water's edge
The ripples curl and bend as
Communication's down
I float without a light to lead me back,
Feel the pain
(Corroded arteries exposed to cold skin)
Feeding me
(Diastolic cur
I climb the mountain top, I saw the bottom drop
I
Oh, my God, I think I'm blind
I've found one color,
Woke up this morning without a face
I've fooled myself again
I've
Slumber has erased me
Comfort is only skin deep
A dirty mirror
Treacherous hold on me
With daggers for teeth
A pound of flesh
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