Desolation takes a hold of me
the paranoia's complimentary
the paint is peeling off the walls
as sordid angels watch me sleep
The bitter cold of night is setting in
i'll never see a shred of sun again
my teeth are grinding down to dust
i'm lost and searching for a cure
The paint is peeling off the walls
as sordid angels watch me sleep
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