FADED

Mower

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    One thousand empty bottles, ten thousand wasted thoughts.
    A thousand knives, all sterilized, a thousand eyes, all paralyzed.
    A room of faceless pictures, a realm of memories lost
    And i can't see you anymore.

    The light's gone; it's hard to see…faded.
    You're locked in reality…faded.

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    Looking inside for my life (shock), looking inside but i'm dead inside. (shock)
    Looking inside for my life (shock), looking inside but i can't find it. (shock)

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    Composition: Mower

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