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What's different about this place?
Why are the windows latched and bound down?
My eyes burn in the light poured from your face
I soundlessly twist and descend to the ground

Your hands are out stretched
Your Eyes are wide
(You didn't intend to cut me)
(You did it in, you did it in)

And I feel you inside
Your empty cold
(You didn't intend to fuck me)
(You did it in, You did it in)

Fingers scraping
Now I'm crawling
All my senses are shot
Veins are throbbing
Nails are tearing
All my senses are shot

Shot

At the bottom of a well
No steps all pail
They come from the lights above
I hear your laughing in a distant hail

Your hands are out stretched
Your Eyes are wide
(You didn't intend to cut me)
(You did it in, you did it in)

And I feel you inside
Your empty cold
(You didn't intend to fuck me)
(You did it in, You did it in)

I hope that I can leave
caught in the mercury of
hollow eyes

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