Artificial red
Smoke, poison consumed
In the
House of Ill Repute
Is this the way I spend my days
In recovery of a fatal disease?
Smoke, poison consumed
In the
House of Ill Repute
Is this the way I spend my days
In recovery of a fatal disease?
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Étre pour la morte. (no sé cómo se pone el circunflejo)
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My pain is self-chosen -
At least I believe it to be -
I could either drown -
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore -
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to see...
The river of deceit pulls down
The only direction we flow is down...
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