Cold World
My eyes begin to tire
I’ve been staring at the sun for too long now
These thoughts that make me feel so uneasy
Have led me down this path again somehow
I don’t know why
Twisting and turning
Falling down
As I grow older
This world grows colder
The screams emanating from the shadows
Have become this thorn in my side
They won’t go away
It’s all in my head you say
I don’t think so
Twisting and turning
Falling down
As I grow older
This world grows colder…
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