Flat on your back
Your senses are lost And you're what you are What you are Just cuz you mean
What you say That's not saying That you're so far from me (?) Nothings means anything Blast of the past Your image dissolve And your life unresolves unresolves we show that we fall apart we know it to be an art we know this is the only way things go because all you've seen is all you know all my children slaughter me all the what is thought to be
all the snakes that are on my back look back and never laugh nothing is now mine nothing mine is left behind nothing round your back maybe now we could relax i'm in the breeze believe me
nothing is seen really all is in the mind see me I am a lie really.
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