Hear footsteps creak the floor,
The shadows give away.
Someone outside the door,
Won't let 'em in.Life damaged gears to grind,
A run down, broke machine
That steals your peace of mind,
Before you know it's gone...(lay down, lay ...)Silence burning, hold your tongue
Keep us separate, sullen, dumb
Hiding in a darkness under.
Boiling to the surface, stumble fall.A looking in view too long on the outside
desperate plans make sense in a low lifeThese things I hate in you,
Also reflect it seems.
Distortion laced with spite,
Takes you out of me...Silence burning, hold your tongue
Keep us separate, sullen, dumbHiding in a darkness under,
Boiling to the surface something,
Crawling on your skin, discomfort,
Makes you break and run, stumble fall.A looking in view, too long on the outside
Desperate plans make sense in a low life
It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mindA looking in view too long on the outside
Desperate plans make sense in a low lifeIt's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind
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