After 38 Weeks

Blindead

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    Muted, distant, unrecognizable sounds…
    The city, the people, the kitchen, the bathroom,
    Places i managed to recognize
    After several days
    But not by smell
    I can't smell anything
    It feels like i'm not breathing
    My sense of taste also ruthlessly vanished somewhere
    The last thing i had in my mouth left a metallic aftertaste
    But it was ages ago
    I see nothing
    Gravity is nonexistent
    Where the hell am i?
    Impulse how did it happen?
    Nothingness
    Why can't i remember who i am, what i am?
    After a minute i realize i don't remember anything
    What was yesterday, what's today?
    I'm suspended in a smudgy, fuzzy, vague, obstinate nothingness
    I'm swallowed, my world shrinked
    And keeps getting smaller like it's trying to devour me
    Then again i have a strong sense of assured safety

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    Composición: Patryk Zwolinski y Blindead

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