Why - is everything so gray - is everything so
I wasn't accounted
I wasn't attacked
I wanted a way out
You know
oohhhh
Somewhere between my tongue and cheek
I can feel the hands
This fluid feels like pain - This stoic mood is
oh yea
I...can only hurt your case
It's written on your face
You
Come on!
You help me survive
You're the reason I'm alive
Speak softly,
My face is horried
And i'm constantly sloutching
My place is
I've got a secret
But she's got a lot of secrets
I've
I’m not a victim,
till I let you take me
Dirty little secret
Dirty little lies
Say your prayers
And comb your hair
Save
Come one and all and see the broken man, talking
Everyday I get closer and closer to releasing this on
Is this wrong of me? I've come so far, so
What a skeletal wreck of a man this is.
Translucent
I am walking through your streets
I am looking in
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