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A Hole Without Soul
I've been drawn in a demon daze passengers stare at my demon face turns into demonic phase for I'm stuck in these demon days counting down, three to one two is irrelevant at this junction must it simply, not exist for two is just a dying wish throwing up threes for far too long concentrate body or mind yet spirits gone and nothings nothing without a soul the slightest load seems hard to hold draggin on, dazed for days must be stuck in my demon ways as my badness points within only hurting whats next to him demon demon, you stole my spirit try to remember through thoughts and lyrics a story that seems foreign to me like the touch of a real lady shady palms cover darkened skies i just nod to the passer bys as if I'm saying good luck with life but I really cut myself with knives to alieviate a hidden pain wrap it up then it bleeds again when I'm feeling down and out my spirits running, and its almost run out this existance means little to me but a higher reason is calling me will I answer or ignore everything I killed worth fighting for gone away is my love fabricated like the one above so I created a new found feeling the pain of loss made love more reeling as it evades me, I still pretend that when I'm happy, a pure love feeling it brings about an inner peace I'm a non-existing, forsaken being who once climbed the forbidden tree.
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