False Songtext

Mirthless Duration

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False Songtext
False love, from a false being

Tiny hands cry out for a touch

A single touch to keep

Cherishing the beauty

But thin air calls
Vapours and ashes

Nothing but utter desolation

A false touch, from unwanted hands

Desperately needing to feel

The comfort of someone

Relapse into memory

A continuing nightmare

That will never cease

Twisting and tearing its way through

The skin, the heart
No sense of feeling

But one cold, numb shot of depression

Always and ever to be

The state of mind

The state of existence
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