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• Artiste: Solstice Coil
• Titre: Walking Graveyards
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Please don't feed me With useful information I need to keep myself distracted Disguise my aspirations in the night And if it wasn't for the digits I couldn't tell these days apart I am compelled to make an effort Fill my mind with blank Because it's easier being tired Tear out my face Turn it into something that will last Can't find my place It's just a hole in the ground It would fit anyone The first bite of an apple Is always the scariest one I've lost the urge to make an effort Yet my blood cells linger on The board has stayed the same It's the pawn who has changed He thinks that he can retire Tear out my face Let me know if something isn't right Can't find my place I am buried in town I never seen the sun We are all walking graveyards (Thanks to Warman for these lyrics)