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Lydia's Sleep
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Al's Oath
I'd kill my son, to hand you over the truth, holding tight to the one thing it could never buy. While you were mourning rain, something wonderful happened, I was living someone else's day.
They mocked me even after their bodies rotted in the attic, and I waited though nothing was left to believe. So all the words that should have been, are but a pitiful void.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Shoot me in the back, it's the only way touching yourself seems fair enough.
Feeling the weight of your own silence? It's cutting our knots for good. A failed attempt at existing.
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