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Bugs are squirming in the walls
Bells are ringing in the back of my head
Bodies like battlefield remains
A remnant who wishes he was dead
Gorge ourselves of lust
With the bottle we fight
Do what we can because we must
The unconscious don’t have trouble sleeping at night…
Bells are ringing in the back of my head
Bodies like battlefield remains
A remnant who wishes he was dead
Gorge ourselves of lust
With the bottle we fight
Do what we can because we must
The unconscious don’t have trouble sleeping at night…
Sorry that it's been so long.
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This reminds me of something and it's gonna wind me up because I can't quite figure out what it is. Anyway very nice work 