HE DON'T SEE THE LIGHT THAT'S SHINING
deeper than the eyes can find it; he tries to cover up his pain and cut his woes away.

I CAN'T TELL YOU WHAT IT REALLY IS
I can tell you only what it feels like - and right now there's a steel knife, in my windpipe.
I can't breathe, but I still fight, while I can fight as long as the wrong feels right,
it's like I'm in flight; HIGH OFF OF LOVE DRUNK FROM MY HATE.

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▲ SCHEDA ▲ GUFO ▲



TEST MY WILL, TEST MY HEART,
hold myself up and love my scars.



You can pick me like a flower, burn me through the air...
...WATER ME NOW.