"GRAVE"
(18+)
When the days go cold, You say it's bold. The nights grow long from the world in row. From the dirt less grave, Every man made cave, Silent kills under blood we paint. Its gonna break us down, We're deep deep down. There's no spotless place we can call with our names. I'll try to drown it all out, I'll try to find a way out. We're countless and boneless to the time dug up. It's pretty cold in here, My life is drawing near, I'll have to wait again before time can begin. One last catch of air I have to hold this year, With the tide unknown. I must go, And I must go too soon.
2020-07-08 05:42:03
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