Why - is everything so gray - is everything so
I wasn't accounted
I wasn't attacked
I wanted a way out
You know
Got my heels and got my purse
Got my cups it
oohhhh
Somewhere between my tongue and cheek
I can feel the hands
This fluid feels like pain - This stoic mood is
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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