A life of it's own unknown to man
a curse left inside me lost beneath my soul
more than an emptiness that lurks beside me
it's my comfort zone
constantly trying to figure out why when and what happened
focused on what's wrong with no effort to do what's right
I'm alone in my own world and no sense of can be made of it
a curse left inside me lost beneath my soul
more than an emptiness that lurks beside me
it's my comfort zone
constantly trying to figure out why when and what happened
focused on what's wrong with no effort to do what's right
I'm alone in my own world and no sense of can be made of it
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