ego
I will feast on everything
Adorned the wreath offered to me
Little trees stock the mountain scenes
The distance sings of a life waiting
On the sofa
Lashing out your blood
I can feel the weight of your conscience dropping
From the secularity
I will scream at the scary things
I'll relieve all the heavy strings
I will piece the mystery
I will sleep on the inaccuracies
Of these words I leave behind
I
Adorned the wreath offered to me
Little trees stock the mountain scenes
The distance sings of a life waiting
On the sofa
Lashing out your blood
I can feel the weight of your conscience dropping
From the secularity
I will scream at the scary things
I'll relieve all the heavy strings
I will piece the mystery
I will sleep on the inaccuracies
Of these words I leave behind
I
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