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i can be anything that i wanna be and i can feel the things i don't normally feel. i can finally be totally honest, it's like i'm looking down the barrel of a gun. (fucking shoot me)
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2:47 sepulcher unobscured, nothing covers me. i'll cut it right out of me, hold it up.
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i’m looking out for the sun, it's coming up crystal clear. i’m looking for everyone, everyone who comes around here. i don’t mind anyone coming up to me with ideas, but don’t negate the one who’s on. i’m always on.
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i can see the reasons fading away, the message is clear. buildings on fire falling for you, the end is near.
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the burden of sleep, sweet envy of death, the end comes for the weak, and we never rest.
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i can feel the seasons slipping away, the memories as well. hallways of hotels falling in you, pictures from hell. i can see the layers ripping away, my time is done. doorways to nowhere calling for you, stuck in a song.
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they did us so dirty that we came to believe that death is more comfortable than what we are going through.
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idc what comes after this, even if it's worse than what we're in it rn, i prefer to be there.
