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Windows of the car are as dark as my eyes
Guided through the road by the rays of street lights
Often coughing to my coffin
I've forgotten how besotted my red knotted heart would be with love in my sight 
Now infatuation's seeming young and naive
And truly I don't know if my heart can still bleed 
Laugh at the maturity of everyone else 
But underneath I know the bigger problem's really myself 

I remember clearly I had tears in my eyes
Like I was thinking 15 was the end of my life 
As they hit the ground, I saw reflections of an old man 
These cold hands, caressed the images of a gold band 
Now little did I know that the ink would pour out 
Turning to tar, covered all that I was thinking about 
Swimming through my tears couldn't keep me afloat 
The boot on my neck suppressed the bulge in my throat 

History just passes while I sit in my room 
The spectacle of life has an imprisoning view 
But I don't think the fact that I am in it is true 
A spiritless machine drinking spirits for two 
It's really weird seeing your diminishing youth 
My passion's now a fuckin flicker in the dimmest of rooms 
I used to wanna kick up in political moves 
But now I don't get a kick out of a lyric or groove 

I used to hear a song play inside of my head 
A guide or a friend, whatever it was vital for then
A rhythm cynicism isn't up to fight or deflect but 
Still a minute living in it man those nights were the best
But some part of you has to die for the rest
Forget how the song goes, then it's quiet again 
Colourless and uttering the ride didn't end 
Like everything before this wasn't childishly dreamt 

And every single dream that I had as a child 
Demonstrated itself as impossibly wild 
But the childish fantasies are just a faint memory 
Like the image of myself with a natural smile 
And an overwhelming feeling that is violent and numb 
Is just another sad reminder of the thing I've become 
Are my senses dying out or are they just getting dull 
A heartless empty vessel is the place I call home

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