Petals In The Grass
Anti-Living
Surrounded by ugliness
Surrounded by torment
Surrounded by despair
Surrounded by lament
The chains that bind me
Are cold
Colder and colder
As I grow old
I'm not anti-social
I'm anti-living
Living with the memories
That are unforgiving
Permanently scarred
Permanently displeased
Permanently toxic
Permanently diseased
Surrounded by torment
Surrounded by despair
Surrounded by lament
The chains that bind me
Are cold
Colder and colder
As I grow old
I'm not anti-social
I'm anti-living
Living with the memories
That are unforgiving
Permanently scarred
Permanently displeased
Permanently toxic
Permanently diseased
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