Fiendgrief - Choke | Текст песни

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Mutilate, distraction
Clean my fear for interaction
Pale blood, angry cells
Panic does not mean affection
I'm running fast
And hidding deep
Where's my soul
How can I heal it
City lights
To scare me
People will never
Take it easy

Rejection is the purest kind of joy
Iconic feelings will never annoy me
How to breath without suffocate
Is there a way, am I too late
Feel this sad but I need real rage
Cannot go outside, I'll learn to be safe
Is there a hole or is there a way
I'll tell you my frustrations to escape the fate

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