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Faithless
Please believe in what I say.
Cause I’m running out of ways to convey.
This lack of faith in myself.
That's becoming my own personal hell.
Vicious cold now settles in.
My bones feel like their breaking through my skin.
Well god damn you you're feeding on my loneliness.
What an awful way to live, what a way to live.
Get me out of this place.
Cause I'm stuck in a rut and I can't stomach the taste.
My lungs are filling up with dust.
I feel bruised and broken with no one left to trust.
Vicious cold now settles in.
My bones feel like their breaking through my skin.
God damn you you're feeding on my loneliness.
But I will not let you in, I won't let you in.
9:33 PM
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