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Making sense of nothing much
Making sense of worth,
Trace it all back to the start,
Let's go back to birth.

There's no footage anywhere -
Words are all they give.
I know I'm a lucky one,
Got nothing to forgive.

But I find comfort
In nothing else but you.
I don't mean to
Put this all on you.

Hell flame under sun and moon,
Lifeless little shell.
There's no space inside the womb,
It's ok to yell.

I find comfort
In nothing else but you
I don't mean to
Put this all on you

I'll try to find
Something else to do.
It's not fair to
Put this all on you.

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