Numbness
Numbness
Numbness
Adrenaline floods my veins
My hands go numb
So I won't feel any pain
So I can keep swinging
Until I break your empty brain
Your existence by itself
On humanity has been a stain.
May 24, 2021
May 24, 2021 at 10:44 PM UTC
Numbness
Numbness
Numbness
Adrenaline floods my veins
My hands go numb
So I won't feel any pain
So I can keep swinging
Until I break your empty brain
Your existence by itself
On humanity has been a stain.
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