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thoughts pass by like a river flow must be hard to keep track where you came
from i'd float down stand right next to you but something is causing a lull in
the traffic an empire is moving the grass overgrown i'd blow this whole world
to pieces to not be alone this shovels been digging all day long can't even
seem to make a scratch a scratch in the surface but what is the purpose i'll
always be stopped by the why can't i why can't i be you and put those hands
away i go through this everyday sounds like a radio turned to white noise
softer slowly softer can't this thing go any faster and for everyone to see its
only killing me awake in this cold cell i, i just hope you're happy awake in
this cold cell i break my body against the wall awake in this cold cell i am my
only devil why can't i be you and put those hands away i go through this
everyday i am my only devil







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