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• Artiste: Human Collapse
• Titre: Left Overs
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Concrete displays the rough parts of my life, this feeling so jagged cuts as deep as the knife... I've displayed all my true forms to you, why can't you see there is nothing else to view? Morphing into what you ask for is impossible, you're only fed what's broughten and gave, this battle leaves scars to my grave, all I am is pile of left overs, Bled dry, crippling slowly as a slave What I thought was true, has vanished behind your mask What I never knew, was your false, friendship task Morphing into what you ask for is impossible, you're only fed what's broughten and gave, this battle leaves scars to my grave, all I am is pile of left overs, Bled dry, crippling slowly as a slave It's all make believe in your head, the wave you send out makes all feelings dead, You could have kept it instead, I could have saved what I said, your obstacles leave me paralyzed in my life I've bled I am sorry for whatever I've done, my minds contraptions are spun... I miss those times that were fun, you complete me, I thought I had won, yet every bit of that was fake, leaving me to forget and run, away from it all, my minds beginning to install, new feelings wanting nothing but you to fall, to your gruesome, bloody death, I won't be there to witness your last breathe