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Submerged in the depths |
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Wandering the abyss of my mind |
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Walking down the steps of my torch lit regret |
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Searching for truth in the past I left behind |
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In the absence of light |
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My eyes slowly adjust to the dark |
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Illuminated malignance in sight |
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Posthumous memoirs of a withered heart |
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I lay awake at night |
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Staring at the wall while I decay inside |
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All the pain and anxiety trapped inside my mind is slowly killing me |
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I found my way in darkness |
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Forsaken by the world that created me |
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A refuge of confinement desperately searching for my sanity |
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I can never be what they want me to be (x2) |
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In the absence of light |
| [01:22.92] |
My eyes slowly adjust to the dark |
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Illuminated malignance in sight |
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Posthumous memoirs of a withered heart |
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Submerged in the depths |
| [01:40.60] |
Wandering the abyss of my mind |
| [01:47.20] |
Walking down the steps of my torch lit regret |
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Searching for truth |
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I've lost my mind |
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I'm sick |
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The world still calls me schizophrenic |
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They won't ever understand |
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yea |
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I'm a byproduct of this society |
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I'm reminded constantly by my anxiety |
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Swallow the pills to sleep |
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Voices scream in my head |
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Sleep is for the dead |
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Swallow the pills to sleep |
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Voices scream in my head |
| [02:33.20] |
Sleep is for the dead |
| [02:54.83] |
I found my way in darkness |
| [02:57.25] |
Forsaken by the world that created me |
| [02:59.75] |
A refuge of confinement desperately searching for my sanity |
| [03:05.16] |
I can never be what they want me to be (x2) |
| [03:15.88] |
In the absence of light |
| [03:19.32] |
My eyes slowly adjust to the dark |
| [03:24.02] |
Illuminated malignance in sight |
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Posthumous memoirs of a withered heart |