Cast Iron Image
Tabula Rasa
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Your noise condensed in my head (denying every reason) and repeating in your voice
over and over again let the words leave their imprints and i won't inhale this stolen vision
i can emulate change when i've broken down these words hidden in the names what view will it take around the dream it left a mark
left for nothing left behind you'll never wait for me
to get close you'll never wait for
so i begin to burn out
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