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• Artiste: Mass Undergoe
• Titre: The Disappearance Of Roses
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Look hard at she- Looks back at me- But not into my eyes, above my head. Strange that I wouldn't hesitate to die, Killing myself with my fury. Consuming light- I'm blind with fright- But oh, how I'd long to drown in my fury. But I see time dragging you down. Pushing me, pulling me. But I see time dragging you down. Look at the frown- A coloured crown- For the red- gold prince shimmers slowly. How odd that now, he could bow seeing such a tragedy. But oh, how I long to drown in my fury. But I see time, dragging you down Pushing me, pulling me. But I see time dragging you down. (Repeats) If time and space is the consequence, I find myself lacking and hard pressed To ever watch myself staring back at me Or to ever hope for any inherent longevity. I can't look. The mirrors lie. The mirrors always lie. But I still see time.