As I cut my weakness for the sight
At the bottom brew I realized
If I combed my hair and tied my shoes
I would gain back trust and live to lose
What If all was like it never were
Would I sell myself to what I learned
I was too near the edge considering
that I came to close to caving in
But I am colder than this
As I waded knee-deep through the fire
I claimed my throne as a called out liar
I was riddled out from first to last
Crowded by my gloomy past
All the answers I already knew
But the questions hid behind the moon
It was too late to tell, too far to see
When she came around but not for me x3
For I am colder than this x3
Now I am the cold shiver running down her spine
Won't let it grab hold of me, and crucify my mind

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