Cold shoulders and whispers
Eyes appearing in rainy mirrors
Like the shadows behind me
Getting closer and closer and closer
Without a living light
Alone in eerie dreams
We tell ourselves
To love ourselves
Can you see what's real in me?
It was so long ago
My mind still bleeds
It forms a shell
Of living nightmares
In haunted cells
The nights cold haze closing in
And drags me further away
It's like a quiet wasteland
Left in a box
In it’s labyrinth I'll wait out
For the moon to fall
Leave me
To colour my heart
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