Days in grief

Breathe

Days in grief
No one heard the prophecy
our spirit is deaf
all the exspectations
- wrecked sensations now
illusions of intimacy
split up the core

chrous:
See me choke every promise we broke
as we grow old lost in decisions
of greed and need - we shot our sense

Underneath the cemetery
i'm digging for any reason
as i breathe in i can smell
the stench of our inheritance
split up the core

See me choke every promise we broke
get me out, give me honesty
give me space to breath

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