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Gotta keep moving. They'll find me, always find me, sooner or later. They'll get near and the fire will grow...till it swallows me whole. Like logs, they are.
Don't need any more sodding logs, got a whole bloody forest, I do. Burning it to ashes and all that's left in the rubble is me. Me and him.
Understand it now, I get it. Right and proper, the voices...little church mice tapdancing on my head. Not Welcome...not-
"GETOUT!!!"
My throat is raw from screaming, but there's nobody listening.
What I wouldn't give to be right, just this once, to be the right one. To be clean...to be whole...
Can't get that from rolling in the bloody dirt now, can we? Pick ourselves up, Gotta keep moving...
Don't need any more sodding logs, got a whole bloody forest, I do. Burning it to ashes and all that's left in the rubble is me. Me and him.
Understand it now, I get it. Right and proper, the voices...little church mice tapdancing on my head. Not Welcome...not-
"GETOUT!!!"
My throat is raw from screaming, but there's nobody listening.
What I wouldn't give to be right, just this once, to be the right one. To be clean...to be whole...
Can't get that from rolling in the bloody dirt now, can we? Pick ourselves up, Gotta keep moving...