REALITY / FIGMENT OF THE IMAGINATIVN
I open my eyes In the early morning Watching as if the last sunrise, Every day the groundhog's boring I remember some Kind of corpse In my basement, My mind turned upside down As a child When I did a face-plant, When I looked In the mirror I saw a faceless, Heart breaks my ribs, I am still restless... Rats devour a corpse Somewhere underground, I will drop the lighter, Then all the rats will be hugged by fire, Careful with desires, The object of desire will become a trap, I put a rope 'round your neck when I let it go IT WILL BREAK, Only in the future will you realize YOUR MISSED MISTAKE, Guilt will devour you from the inside JUST LIKE A PLAGUE, The ability to control temptation will ADD A FEW BONUS DAYS I open my eyes In the early morning Watching as if the last sunrise, Every day the groundhog's boring, I remember some Kind of corpse In my basement, My mind turned upside down As a child When I did a face-plant, When I looked In the mirror I saw a faceless, Heart breaks my ribs, I am still restless... What will you do If the police Turn out to be the killer? What will you do If the water Contains quicksilver? You will not do anything, YOU WILL JUST DIE, If you think that you're one of humanity, YOU ARE REALLY BLIND...
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