I turn my back on my faith.
I'm so tired of my mood.
And sleep comes with a knife.
It's like glass. When we break.
I wish no one in my place.
And I've seen,
You don't need their scenes.
When the cut goes in d e e p.
And I'm lost in sleep.
I can't stay in this place.
I can't stand it. When the room turns round on my fate.
I give no guarantees. There's no
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