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Blood flows out from the wounds
Broadcast/filthy glass
Clouded/refracts
A light/a sundown

Trauma begins
The crowd takes the shape
Of a hunting pack

I've had enough of you fucking people
Erase/Erase/Erase

It'll be alright
It all comes down
I feel engaged with something

And finally a home

I find my place
It all comes down
My suffering finds a voice

It aches it aches it aches it aches
it aches it aches it aches it aches

It aches.

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