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Choke On It
Just like the sky is only blue if you have sight
Death is only an ending if was ever there to start
I'm making my way towards your body
Finding holes between the carcasses to plant my feet
I'm feeling my way towards you in the blackest of black nights
I see you, dead ahead
Inching closer but never close enough
I try and I try
I fucking try
To reach you but you sink away and I run
I run for miles as fast as these hopeless legs take me
I fly with my wings spread out wide
Oh but I, as hard as I try, I am dead inside
Just like you, just like the rest of us
There's no time to repent and no one is listening
Count your tears and put them away in the box of sorrows
Fill it to the brim and understand
That your tears mean nothing, nothing goes away
We have these brains and they contain our lives
They store and they pack and they press and stuff every thought that ever came to mind
You will not forget
So remember the pain and dwell
Dwell on
Let it eat you alive
Let it crawl just under your skin
Festering and bubbling to the surface until you
Choke
Death is only an ending if was ever there to start
I'm making my way towards your body
Finding holes between the carcasses to plant my feet
I'm feeling my way towards you in the blackest of black nights
I see you, dead ahead
Inching closer but never close enough
I try and I try
I fucking try
To reach you but you sink away and I run
I run for miles as fast as these hopeless legs take me
I fly with my wings spread out wide
Oh but I, as hard as I try, I am dead inside
Just like you, just like the rest of us
There's no time to repent and no one is listening
Count your tears and put them away in the box of sorrows
Fill it to the brim and understand
That your tears mean nothing, nothing goes away
We have these brains and they contain our lives
They store and they pack and they press and stuff every thought that ever came to mind
You will not forget
So remember the pain and dwell
Dwell on
Let it eat you alive
Let it crawl just under your skin
Festering and bubbling to the surface until you
Choke
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