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withered rope
you hang what's empty
can't remain to put it simply
in time cry the hollow words
to sing with false disguise
smothered hope
fly from sorrow
for a new divine tomorrow
i just don't want to know anymore
life shifts up and down
everybody knows it's wrong
why don't you care?
now do it seem fair?
it's not in the rhyme or reason
so it goes with every season
crawl to top fall through bottom
first hand love is really rotten
slice of life
find what's plenty
inch towards a sanctuary
light with me inside the womb
i know everyone
everybody knows it's me
it's my voice
my voice cries out obscenity
sightless eye
regard my past
sometimes it should
i just don't want to know anymore.