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Branded with iron and chains as bracelets
Should I see my scars as tattoes?
And everytime I drown in tears
I have to surface in someone else's life
I provide nourishment for my soul
and I am still starving hard
[Chorus]
and night is calling out
hear screaming in the dark
night lamps go off
and I'm getting lost
'cause this is a land where no one grows old
and we slowly die in our sleep
dead asleep
Dressed up in fear
and supplied with trauma
I penetrate every shadow in my room
I'll cast it on love that submerges me
so I surface in someone else's hate
I'm immersing myself in my inner peace
but it's a pyrrhic victory
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and night's still calling out
close your eyes and go to sleep, my dear
you want all your troubles to disappear
but sleep won't come and you can't fight the fear
stay awake and night will come for you
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