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Decay of mind comes gradually |
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It keeps creeping up my spine |
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Just a human;s life deficiency. |
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I am a god of vermin |
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I want to disappear |
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What reason can I find, what reason can I find? |
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Swallowing the things I can't control. |
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What happens when they come and violate my inner sun |
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What happens when they try to smother all behind their eyes? |
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Will I still justify those goddamn lies? |
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I had control. |
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It grows inside |
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The brave divine |
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Inhale - deny - the stains inside |
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The angel comes inside |
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The words he silent sighs |