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It's a place I've been to, that im sure of |
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Cant put my finger when or why, |
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I've been here it's fact |
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The faces I've seen here, are not here, they're all missing gone |
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Shattered and torn, irrelevant obsolete |
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Incarcerated |
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I've grown out of this place |
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Wall-less cells |
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The cold and the dark, they loath my flesh |
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This prison is time, and it's endless |
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It severs and it maims |
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It burns, it never fucking ends |
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Digits stand still no movement no light |
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Life has ceased |
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Incarcerated |
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I've grown out of this place |
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Wall-less cells |
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The cold and the dark, they loath my flesh |
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How long, how long, how long, oh god how long! |
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As the wounds healed it became apparent they lied to me all along |
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No more, no more |
