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look at our pituful smiles that gleam from the depth of helpless nights...
because no one reaches to the thing they just dont want to see...
everyone can bvlack out their pain and see only the smiles...
but that to is like the drug infested schools and murder minded children
all thats here is escapes...
where is the door into time...
time has stoped and people run and hide away...
a double sided knife,
and you feel so alive
alive in dead time
dead space
until what your fear comes to the death that now taking you into guilty sick floors...
that never let you go unless you look up
cause my hand is there...
i never let go
hear my screams...
i too lay here on the floor...
because no one reaches to the thing they just dont want to see...
everyone can bvlack out their pain and see only the smiles...
but that to is like the drug infested schools and murder minded children
all thats here is escapes...
where is the door into time...
time has stoped and people run and hide away...
a double sided knife,
and you feel so alive
alive in dead time
dead space
until what your fear comes to the death that now taking you into guilty sick floors...
that never let you go unless you look up
cause my hand is there...
i never let go
hear my screams...
i too lay here on the floor...