Crawling on the ground
When I'm beaten down
The hand that gives life
Keeps twisting the knife
I can't make a sound
Even when I scream
There's no one around
In this fucked up dream
I'm scared not to wake
From this eternal sleep
If I don't I'll break
And fall into the deep
It's come down to this
Ignorance is bliss
What was skin and bone
Has now turned to stone
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