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There's a scream that echoes
in my head since i was born
I would strangle
that voice unreachable.
There's a wall of shadows
it keeps following me
a distressing range of thoughts and noise

This is when everything turns cold

Cutoff
Future, Pale
Eyes, Wide
Staring nightmare
My head is riding on the wrong lane
my life extinct

This is when everything turns cold

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