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the words grow short |
| dead dream A moment that I set aside for dreams unknown Moments disappear on the wind that’s blowing A single body in the darkness only dreaming Awaking to the truth of silence screaming Piss on it all, what’s the point in living? I’m tired of always fucking giving Another song with out a voice Death never gives a choice Frozen once more alone My sins left unatoned I’m sentient stone A dream to die Do not cry |