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Whats left but the shell
Burning these words and without a reason
Spit out ashes, your fasting on happiness
These, my last words will fall unseen
I am this mess and you see right through me
I am all of, all of nothing
This is going nowhere...
Whats left but the shell of a man
Lets join hands and feel the coldness again
You birthed me a new life
Those eyes so big like swallowing my...
Wounds heal quicker, its sick now, get your fix down, insert the needle now into me
Wash away this thin blood
Inject life where there once was none
You have had your way with me
This is going nowhere...
Whats left but the shell of a man
Lets join hands and feel the coldness again
Spit out ashes your fasting on happiness
(Spit out ashes)
This is going nowhere...
Whats left but the shell of a man
Lets join hands and feel the coldness again
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