I’ve seen your faults and I have fallen with you.
I’ve burrowed myself into a hole
I’ve found comfort in my own sorrow
And it familiar faces
I crawled down to see how the soulless breathe
I crawled down to see how the soulless breathe
But I’m still not one of you
It’s taken years for you to drip out of my heart
And I still see things that you will never see.
But I’m still not one of you
It’s taken years for you to drip out of my heart
And I still see things that you will never see.
My palms are red with your hate
And I taste the salty brine on my tongue
My palms are red with your hate
And I taste the salty brine on my tongue
So I’ll squeeze my eyes so tight
So I’ll squeeze my eyes so tight
So I’ll squeeze my eyes so tight
So I’ll squeeze my eyes so tight
Until the morning comes
With long winded nights
And sounds that seem to repeat forever
A spirit drifts by me
Reminding me of fallen promises
When I was just fifteen
And I could first see
With out the use of my eyes
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