Wither
As I think of what's past
Tell me
What you want to ask
I know
The end is always near
Too late
To show them any fear
Blood Will Not Fall
On This Comatose
This Wasteland
On Which Nothing Grows
The Only Thing I wanna know
Is where we left that special glow
Wrap my soul in cotton wool
Then watch as it all
Wastes away
Can't taste
These liquidated thoughts
Stumble
On The sands of time
No more
Concentrated lines
Just can't
Take it anymore
Lord knows I've tried
God knows I've tried
But not hard enough
You're the only one I've ever died for
That look is gone
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