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Caring is killing
The strange colour in your eyes, makes me feel like you suck my soul right out of my body,
I'm left lifeless impaled with agony, looking for a new traitor with granulated emotion, a new transmission of simulated life,
Crafting a serpent from brittle bone like fingers to hold around my throat and slither your sweet twisted words into my ears,
Caring is killing, in the life of a hole with no exit, taking a fresh look it only gets deeper without meaning, never looking back, it still just feels like I'm fossilized in the ground, constantly on rewind,
Dreaming of descending into the sun.
I'm left lifeless impaled with agony, looking for a new traitor with granulated emotion, a new transmission of simulated life,
Crafting a serpent from brittle bone like fingers to hold around my throat and slither your sweet twisted words into my ears,
Caring is killing, in the life of a hole with no exit, taking a fresh look it only gets deeper without meaning, never looking back, it still just feels like I'm fossilized in the ground, constantly on rewind,
Dreaming of descending into the sun.
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