Effect
The air smells like rust
I'm evolving into dust
And I'm wanting for your touch
I'm leaning for your crutch
There's no home when you're gone
There's no hope that it's dawn
I've not tried to move on
For the fear that it's wrong
There's no blood in my veins
That won't bring me to shame
That won't stink of your name
Or light my disdain
It's dark and it's cold
My legs have grown mold
And you'll rot when you're old
If you do as you're told
I'm evolving into dust
And I'm wanting for your touch
I'm leaning for your crutch
There's no home when you're gone
There's no hope that it's dawn
I've not tried to move on
For the fear that it's wrong
There's no blood in my veins
That won't bring me to shame
That won't stink of your name
Or light my disdain
It's dark and it's cold
My legs have grown mold
And you'll rot when you're old
If you do as you're told
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Hurst-kehus
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