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Out Of Body
Aim your anger at me;
Pull the trigger,
And watch me bleed.
I can take a few more bullets
Rotting there inside of me.
Set me free.
Oh, set me free.
Grit my teeth,
And watch them bleed.
One by one
They fall away
Beneath the clouds,
Beneath the gray,
Beneath the promise of better days.
I sing beneath the sky so dark
With weathered bones
With shattered...
Tuesday 12th November 2024 12:53 am

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