A twitch in the brain,
Unsaid Tears well up,
They have no control.
Unsaid Tears well up,
They have no control.
A heavy heart,
As though a fiend gripped it,
Grief is its name.
As though a fiend gripped it,
Grief is its name.
The sense of belonging,
Is fake, nothing can belong.
The earth one stands on,
Doesn't belong to thee.
Is fake, nothing can belong.
The earth one stands on,
Doesn't belong to thee.
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