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• Artiste: Number Them
• Titre: Skin
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In the first words I wrote: Trapped in doubt, how does the mind hold on for so long? When every goodbye in the past is pain prolonged The first sign of winter wraps itself around my feet As cracked lips force a smile I am lost as you are found We'll take this secret to the ground We are the cursed ones Left to wander and never be found These eyes don't shut, this tongue won’t speak You can never trust us, we'll let you down In the first words I wrote, to the pain on my deathbed Pressing at my skin, it will always be there Try to forget me and disappear But I was always meant to keep you near I'm losing sleep just to buy you time Flood my bloodstream, take what's mine We are the cursed ones Left to wander and never be found These eyes don't shut, this tongue won’t speak You can never trust us, we'll let you down You said you waited so long for the snow to blacken our skin A permanent rest from a lifelong lament I am a locked door, a lost cause No one’s nothing and swear it's best for me I'm a river run dry, a roof caved in Trapped inside of this casket closing in on the end I am a lost cause