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| Friday the 13th. (Chorus) Now you see this is my destiny, You can't breathe despite your own recipe, Fear inside, and dissolving pain, Burns away all I had to gain. Your fire is burning into ice, The tranquil feelings are your device, The fear I have runs through my veins, I cannot help through your disdain. Your sickness twisting in my head, And now your feelings are put to rest, You couldn't help me through my fears, Now I cannot cry, I have no tears. Now you see, this is my destiny, You can't breathe despite your own recipe, Fear inside from the games you play, Leave this alone, fucking go away! |
Incoherent 666. "WHAT WOULD YOU PREFER, BURBINS OR TURPINS???" I can't see the stars that are in your reflection, This fear inside's turmoil without your rejection, In the end you cannot see, You're incoherent, it's killing me... Now you see why, through all this time, I can't be there when you need me. But for all it's worth, I'd traipse across the Earth, but for you the games you play, will never go away. (Chorus) I'm sick to my back teeth of watching everyone fuck with my business, when none of you are in this! I can't see you, not this way, but you're still here and I'm still dying. But for all the things, that I can't feel, you're still the one, who makes it real. Now you see what I can't be... you're too incoherent. |
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