Sit down
I wanna talk about why
I feel like I might fucking die this time
Deconstruction of the body and mind
The slip into eternal to dissociate from this vessel
Predetermined soul burn
Anxiety playing guillotine
Predetermined soul burn
Refuse to remain the fault in her figure
Consider me returned
Consider me returned
Sit down
I wanna talk about why
I feel as if I should fucking die this time
Sit down
I wanna talk about why
Sit down
I wanna talk about dying this time
A promise breaker of the 3rd degree
Blaming it all on
On lack of sanity
Spineless again
With the weight of mistake
Square one with a body disposable
Not late
I'm spineless again
With the weight of mistake
Square one with a body disposable
Not late
A promise breaker of the 3rd degree
Blaming it all on
On lack of sanity
Rid of me
Rid of me
Rid of me
Rid of me
Your eyes sparkle like the sea
Your waves crashing over me
I don't really want to see how much stronger it may be
Your eyes sparkle like the sea
Your waves crashing over me
Your soul glimmers in the breeze
Cold and rushing through the trees
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