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• Artiste: Four Fingers
• Titre: Crawl Space
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I sit in silence, I stare at floors No sense of happy, no sense of self Surrounded by sadness, I can’t free myself And this tarnished shelf, this damaged man Who’s half connected, half alive Has nothing left inside, I am growing colder As each day passes a part of me slips I’m losing sight, I’ve lost my grip Desperate for a way out, I’ll take anything Build a ship out of shattered promises Watch it fill and start to sink Drowned myself in your sea of lies I guess I forgot to I guess I forgot to think Some day the bridge you try and cross Will be the one I fucking burn I’m tired of your skewed truth When will you ever fucking learn? Days I lost I’ll never regain But that’s okay, I’m okay I’d rather be alone Than with you fucking suffering