Burning from the Inside

Running without aim

Through the razor ****s

That only reach my knees

And when I'm lying in the gray sleep

I don't know how to walk the boards

I open my eyes and look at the floor

And now I don't see you anymore

There is no choice

We make a point

To counteract a threatening hand

Close my hold

Let's be near, let's be near the atmosphere

Running without aim

Through the razor ****s

That only reach my knees

And when I'm lying in the gray sleep

I don't know how to walk the boards

I open my eyes and look at the floor

And now I don't see you anymore

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