| A Pause in the Disaster |
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| What I see debris you see a mould |
| Jaded by the blow |
| An instant calibration of my head |
| All the given’s lost |
| Treated like a foe |
| A total cancellation of myself |
| On you surface frost |
| What I see debris you see a mould |
| No need to pray |
| No words to say |
| Your eyes are blind |
| I’ll run away |
| I found the way |
| My sea, your bay |
| I think this time |
| I’ll pull away |
| While you insist in living life |
| In your bubble |
| I’m leaving traces of my skin |
| On the rubble |
| I’m falling |
| I’m crawling |
| Appalling |
| Nothing’s the same |
| I’m falling |
| I’m crawling |
| Appalling |
| Everything’s changed |
| No need to pray |
| No words to say |
| Your eyes are blind |
| I’ll run away |
| I found the way |
| My game, your play |
| I think this time |
| I’ll get away |
| I’m sick if the words |
| That makes everything nice |
| I can’t justify |
| Furthermore any vice |
| And there’s only one |
| That can wipe out the shame |
| Whatever I do |
| It will stay just the same |
