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Now I'm done
I've found you
But what it will serve me for?

The need of feeling
Or the need of flesh
Help me
I'm feeling lost again

Thank you for destroying me
Obliterate as the cold that burns my skin
Giving all your cod-philosophy
What it will serve me for?
Confusing thoughts wants to find a way out
Of this maze
Stockholm, I know
Break through now, begone
Symbiotic
Look the mess you've made
A self hatred pit
Crawling to get back

Thoughts become a dagger
That pierce my flesh
Way up to thy heart

To my heart

Made of stone
I feel the weight of

But why that claim now?
Always alone

In cold blood
No empathy

Filthy and rotten
My world falls
Contaminated
As a poisoned well

Is this sublimation
Or deep catharsis?

Thank you for destroying me
Obliterate as the cold that burns my skin
Giving all your cod-philosophy
What it will serve me for?
Confusing thoughts wants to find a way out
Of this maze
Stockholm, I know
Break through now, begone

A way out of this maze
A way out of this maze
Keep searching
Path finder
A way out of

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