You Refuse The Noose
Dead Station
Erasing seasons in the red
We've become tasteless signals in my head, stretched and worn
If you've come here to warn me, you'll never siphon it out
You refuse the noose
Shaking through the hours
Can you afford to lose what we've become inside?
This is sane?
I am convinced the names are torn
Breathing shadows in the depths i consoled
If you've come hear to soothe me, the letters have fallen down
You refuse the noose,
Shaking through the hours
Can you afford to lose what we've become inside?
I felt you drowning in my winter for sixteen days
Emasculate the trend
Resuscitation
Calm my insides
Medicate and stand me up again
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