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I'm withered inside, |
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I've never wanted something so blindly. |
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How does one comprehend. |
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Dissatisfaction with the unknown, |
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I've been bound too long to this confining shell. |
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Like a tiny hell that can't calm this restless mind. |
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My blood pulses to fuel desire. |
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Insect calm, my limbs are numb. |
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Resistance gone. |
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I'm shedding skin, feed and breathe in. |
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Insect calm, the fear is gone. |
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Itching and feeling, my new skin. |
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Inhale this world in. |
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I've left all behind, these winds have changed and there is no way back. |
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Why can't you see this all will fall. |
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This microcosm is not eternal. |
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My thirst will not subside. |
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I'd rather face the storm get ripped open wide. |
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Then my insect eyes, will see this wretched world for all it hides. |
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Insect calm, my limbs are numb. |
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Resistance gone. |
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I'm shedding skin, feed and breathe in. |
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Insect calm, the fear is gone. |
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Itching and feeling, my new skin. |
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Inhale this world in. |
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Insect calm, my limbs are numb. |
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Resistance gone. |
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I'm shedding skin, feed and breathe in. |
