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quiet
i am sleeping
in here
we need a little hope
for years
i've been sleeping
helpless
couldn't tell a soul
be ashamed
of the mess you've made
my eyes never forget, you see
behind me
silent
metal mercies
castrate
boys to the bone
Jesus
are you listening?
up there
to anyone at all
we are the fossils
the relics of our time
we mutilate the meanings
so they're easy to deny
be ashamed
of the mess you've made
my eyes never forget, you see
behind me
quiet
i am sleeping
in here
we need a little hope
quiet
i am sleeping
in here
we need a little hope
quiet
i don't trust you
i can't hear you
be ashamed
of the mess you've made
my eyes never forget, you see
behind me
behind me
the grace of falling snow
cover up everything you know
come save me from the awful sound
of nothing
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