The light of the sun - is so cold down here
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My dirty desert tongue - licking like dogs forever
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Open wounds never heal - for a slave in its flesh
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The scent of joy we feel - A naked soul crushed
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It's all empty - it's all white
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It's all empty - empty as the sky
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Silence & happiness in one - but way too many insects
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You, yours and all of them - you are all like rats
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Crawl into the light cold - celebrate your new skin
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Dead and clean to the wound - An escapee of all sins
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[Chorus]
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Silhouette: In White Rooms: Vacant Bodies
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| And Oceans |
