The Great Unwashed

Bastions

Crawling further in marrows of the sea
Bandaged this stump, i tore myself free
If i don’t get out il end up as you
The great unwashed i refuse to live a life through

I’ll writhe at your feet for attention

I can see myself in you and that’s what scares me the most
Wherever i am dreams become wasted hopes
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