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The has sex with itself I suppose
As the collides well, the scenery grows
And the lonely once bandaged lay exposed
They their wounds for each other
And there is a boy in a basement with a track machine
He's been strumming and screaming all night there
The tape hiss will cover the that he sings
They say it's to bury your sadness
In a graveyard or garden that waits for the
To awake from its and burst into green

Well, I
And you would think I better for it
But the sadness sleeps and it stays in my spine
For the of my life

And learned
And you'd think I'd be more now
But it just to show it is not what you know
It's you were thinking of half the time

This familiar
I've here before
In a this quiet, I waited for
A sign of just something that reassure me of anything close
To or motion with reasons to move
I need something I want to be to
And I but I still don't know why I do it
Because the sound stays it just swells and decays
So is the point?

Why try to fight is now so certain?
The truth is all is a passing event that will be forgotten