In my mind these nebulae have cried
Pesticide won't do this time
I'm left aside
Rushing, we're dying
How could I have left their side?
Waiting you to fall asleep (guide me through)
To retrieve pupils you stole from me
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Victimize what pulls beneath the ground
Roots won't let me hear the sound
I'm deaf and drowned
Waiting you to fall asleep (guide me through)
To retrieve pupils you stole from me
In order for us to get by
Our sights must be one of a kind