Paroles de Transition Without Transmission
In the sanctity of days, remains regretIt’s easier to forget
Disenchanted, I hate what I’ve become
My tongue is numb from screaming at the sun
Memories plague all my dreams
Haunted by the dead who refuse to leave
Limiting myself turns honesty gray
Consequential outcome of being afraid
Consequential outcome of being afraid
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