Petals In The Grass
Vague Pleasures
I approach the idea of being obscure
The damage of the past
Has made me hard
Unable to feel
My pleasure is vague
Bitter loneliness is real
Harmful words, harmful actions
Have taken their toll
Now I am barely a man
Even less of a human
Numb to everything around
The grave is calling
I might answer
The damage of the past
Has made me hard
Unable to feel
My pleasure is vague
Bitter loneliness is real
Harmful words, harmful actions
Have taken their toll
Now I am barely a man
Even less of a human
Numb to everything around
The grave is calling
I might answer
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Vague Pleasures
Vague Pleasures