Dieaway
without face
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Scalds created by a trace,
cracks in a dry skin,
but too down
to hold them with your hand,
plenty of grooves to drain.
Heat that burns your face,
erasing uncovered deeds,
too long
too much time for you,
too much pain in dreams.
Hold on...
Hold on...
Grow on a world without a face.
- Album:
- The Remix - Volume 1
- Without Face