Burning from the Inside

Running without aim
Through the razor ****s
That only reach my knees
And when Im lying in the gray sleep
I dont know how to walk the boards
I open my eyes and look at the floor
And now I dont see you anymore
There is no choice
We make a point
To counteract a threatening hand
Close my hold
Lets be near , lets be near the atmosphere
Running without aim
Through the razor ****s
That only reach my knees
And when Im lying in the gray sleep
I dont know how to walk the boards
I open my eyes and look at the floor
And now I dont see you anymore
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