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Silence
Take my innocence
Break the mirror on the wall
Beg for mercy as I fall
Sinking deeper, into oblivion
Break the mirror on the wall
Hate myself because I follow through
With things that I don't wanna do
No more suffering
Necromaniac, but I use to feel alive, embrace the likes of warmer tides
But now the waves crash faster
What would you do in my place?
Falling from this grace
All the words, they come out sad and lonely sounds of desperation
Hungry and torn
My eyes roll through my head (my head)
Now the universe has got my soul shaken up again
Break the mirror on the wall
Hate myself because I'm hollowed out
And lost in orbit
It makes my heart sick
I wanna choke it
All I feel, all I see is blank space
Forgotten love, seems they've all just lost my name
Bury me beside the truth
Eyes closed and I fade from view
What would you do in my place? (My place)
Falling from this grace
All the words, they come out sad and lonely sounds of desperation
Hungry and torn
My eyes roll through my head (my head)
Now the universe has got my soul shaken up again
Yeah, go berserk, throw myself to the fire
Yeah, call the father, let him know I'm expired
Pull the trigger and the gun goes boom
Go berserk, throw myself to the fire
Yeah, call the father, let him know I'm expired
Pull the trigger, ride the bullet to oblivion
What would you do in my place? (My place)
Fallen from this place (this place)
All the words, they come out sad and lonely sounds of desperation
Hungry and torn
My eyes roll through my head
Now the universe has got my soul shaken up again
Yeah, go berserk, throw myself to the fire
Yeah, call the father, let him know I'm expired
Pull the trigger, ride the bullet to oblivion
Writer(s): Christopher Todd Wethington, Andrew Marcus Baylis, William Robert Zimpelman, Samuel Lukas Scheuer, Cole Evarts Clark, Cameron Mizell, Stefan Vaught
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