We should of known it'd be like this
An upward struggle of falling down
We've taken comfort in loathing
It's where we used play anyway
What you can see is only half of who you are
What you can say is only half of what you mean
The days just seem to be longer
There's no more strength in these broken hands
Our faces sunken with hunger
An upward struggle of falling down
We've taken comfort in loathing
It's where we used play anyway
What you can see is only half of who you are
What you can say is only half of what you mean
The days just seem to be longer
There's no more strength in these broken hands
Our faces sunken with hunger
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The Light In Guinevere's Garden