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These words they wash over me
I peer from underneath a thousand dreams
A voice that follows free
Of all the things I deemed were down to punish me
I lay broken on the ground

These are the things they say

Please don't make a sound
Just broken here, here on the ground
If the world would turn, just turn away
Don't start though

These are the things they say

This flood has taken things
This god has grown tired
Of loving me
This voice
This voice just leavе it be
Of all the things I deemed wеre sure to bury me
Lay here underground

These are the things they say

Please don't make a sound
Just broken here, here on the ground
If the world would turn, just turn away
Don't start though

These are the things they say

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