Introverted

Kilgore

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    The air outside
    Burns my eyes
    If I could put them out
    I would fly away from here
    慍ause I don抰 need to see this world
    I can feel its weight just crushing me
    Don抰 need my ears 慶ause all I hear is constant moans
    Strip me of my senses, introverted, I am finally home
    Now that I抦 blind, spend my time
    Peeling back my skin to find out
    There抯 nothing there
    Pray
    Supposed afterlife is bliss
    慍ause living here in this is
    like drinking lukewarm piss
    I need someone that I can抰 feel
    To rescue me
    Just strip me of my senses,
    Introverted, I am finally free
    I can抰 help you,
    This weight is just crushing me
    I can抰 touch you, and I would love to,
    But I抦 flying from here strong and free
    We can never be what we want to be
    æ…£il we all can shed our skin
    And maybe we will rise up to see

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    Composition: Bill Southerland, Brian McKenzie, and Mike Pelletier

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