Dead Station
we lay patient
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Please, is it gone?
Your fingers walk like claws
The sums repeat
Mouths were made to chew the flesh of something free
Soon all our secret feelings will burn right into the fray
In the cold, we lay patient in this house
We've grown numb to the veins
Caught in the flow of involuntary wills just taped on me
Please, is it gone?
Your fingernails cross the floor
Determine speed
Soon all our secret feelings will burn right into the fray
In the cold, we lay patient in this house
We've grown numb to the veins
And we are one step closer
And i'm not afraid to feel so naked in this shallow end
And i hear you breathing on my heart again like i love
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