i can't wait to rip my eyes out and look at you
peace through pain is precious
especially when it's done by you

itching is the pulse inside
creeping out to come alive
It's just doing what
it's gonna do

times are looking grim these days
holding on to everything
it's hard to draw the line

and iam hiding in this empty space
tortured by my memories
of what i left behind

shut the fuck up! get up!

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