All Evil Things
Just a cog
Grinding to a hault
I never seen it coming
The news broke fast
I just cried
Each and every time
Am I so alone?
Is that...it is
The sensibility I derive from
Yet I'm still insane
Back and forth
Counting the steps I took
He's taken everyone
She's taken everything
And this I'll stand
Death is only s word
Derived from all evil things
I think I know why we fear
But it's yours to find out
Our wings are clipped
Condemned, but making the effort
Descending, I can't fall any harder
It's all inside my head
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