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I can see the sun I can't feel it on my face And my womb is cracking Can't even keep it together on the outside I'm not keeping it together on the outside. Hopes and aspirations run dry Sitting in the dark away from the light Heads roll, fingers bleed, bodies slam But nothing ever ******* changes. You'd have to be alive For blood to flow. I'm cold. Breaking shells Alone in the light Breaking shells No end is in sight I just want to go home.
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 5:32 PM UTC
Breaking Shells
I can see the sun I can't feel it on my face And my womb is cracking Can't even keep it together on the outside I'm not keeping it together on the outside. Hopes and aspirations run dry Sitting in the dark away from the light Heads roll, fingers bleed, bodies slam But nothing ever ******* changes. You'd have to be alive For blood to flow. I'm cold. Breaking shells Alone in the light Breaking shells No end is in sight I just want to go home.
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callmenothing
Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 5:32 PM UTC
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