Wasting doubt dwelled in me
Life slipped by wasted teens
Feeling small as I look around
Why can't I cleanse myself?
Fall in, face it, feel it, pray
Weighted what you wanted me to be
Aviary garlands in me
One who wallows in vain
Are you real?
Do you feel?
Pain
Twirling leech, spinning down below
Wishing for the song to write
Leer at me, I can't see
Am I wrong to be?
(Go)
Fall in, face it, feel it, pray
Weighted what you wanted me to be
Aviary garlands in me
One who wallows in vain
Are you real?
Do you feel?
Pain
Aviary garlands in me
One who wallows in vain
Are you real?
Do you feel?
Pain
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