Pick the solitude that creates this cage.
Does the gray ever tire?
Does it ever feel pain?
I want to see color again.
What is this development?
Does it make things right again?
can't you see I?ll pay?
Make my fulfillment drop.
Try to take this from me.
I snapped.
Remember your gender.
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Chew Your Fingers Lyrics

Glass Casket – Chew Your Fingers Lyrics