The most comfortable place isn't comfortable anymore
I feel so out
Oh pirates, yes they rob I
Sold I to the merchant
Funnel down straight through the clouds
Like an ever flowing stream
Like
(street sounds; door opens and closes; sounds of baby crying
(street sounds; door opens; sound of television, crying baby and
Was it me? honestly
Turn away from my purity
Never look back
(street sounds; door opens; sounds of television, baby crying and
Is there something wrong with me?
Ripping through the walls
Tearing at
Humble prostitution
Sanitizing crush
Sesame hallways
Yourself is priceless with
Used memories are blasphemy
Vulgar show offensively
Hemophiliac in me
Sacred ble
And it was never enough
And it was never enough now
That
I'm feeling like I'm still in the same old situation
I'm
Sea shells raise hell to the soles of my feet
Why
We once were one but now we just are over
We'll
I got the razor at my wrist
'Cause I can't resist
I've
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