Sometimes I knowI feel untouchableDrowning in lifeCaught up in the accessibleBack down the groundI hear the soundthere’s no escapeThe concrete cloudSpilling on meDrenching me withLaymen’s sinsI hear the sirensFrom the back of meI’m crashing face firstInto the glass eye Clash with realityIt rears it’s ugly headClash with realityThe indescribableLet the dogs lieWhere we sleepIrrelevant theme […]
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