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Tekster: Calm. Ascending To 25.

And in this bitterness I collapse to my knees
With this bitter kiss the disease now feeds sympathy
Evidence points the failure in three different directions
It makes its pass as my eyes fold from the rejection
You have suffered for far too long
Except that your words severed wrist, everyone is gone
Your memories have won
I stand alone and watch this world around me

I stand alone, watch this world around me
These words in vain, are the only sound
That you'll hear from me

This hour glass seems to go on for days
Shatter this glass that reflects my face
To endure what you have caused
A moment of clarity for this life you have lost
I dwell in my insecurities
Rip at my face, I have nothing to see
Rip at my faith, I have nothing to believe
I stand alone, watch this world around me

I stand alone, watch this world around me
These words in vain, are the only sound
That you'll hear from me

Accept that your words severed wrist, everyone is gone
I stand alone, watch this world around me

I stand alone, watch this world around
These words in vain, are the only sound
That you'll hear from me
I forgot how sick this world makes me feel
Accept that your words severed wrist
Everyone is gone