Dead Hand - Glass & Frame | Текст песни

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well every time that I try
to forget your face
I see it all in black and white
on a wall behind glass and frame
I go on living like you were never here
wait for an end that's nowhere near
fuck this stretched out existence
rolling through days without a hint of resistance
I can't follow you
take it back
take me instead
can't remember the sound of her voice
grow up fast you have no choice
talk to the ceiling like she's actually listening
grow old forget her name forget what's missing

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