terror infected salt wound,
& it's only the start,
chose to choose,
let the mind reminisce,
and I'll fade away,
and you'll fade away,
and he'll fade away,
and she'll fade away,
and we all fade.
Darling i need too,
carve my skin with your,
because it's so hard to read your face.
Wont you sing me to sleep?
teenage politics and the weather,
the pointless songs,
the lonesome hearts and the ever dying arts,
& the lust for material objects,
I think I'm starting to get bored,
I have no love, I have no lord.
A place for everything and everything in its place,
but the youth in my city has lost its face,
and it dissipates, and it fades away, and it fades away. and...!
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