-Borodin

    It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
    The minutes are hours, the hours are days,
    I feel infected by your presence, you speak in tounges,
    I smell the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,
    I whispered in her ear:
    Fear me dear, for I am Death,
    I'll take your hope, your dreams, your love,
    Till there's nothing left

    So get on your knee's
    And pray for forgiveness
    We all carry these things
    Inside that no one else can see
    They hold us down like anchors
    They drown us out at sea
    I look up to the sky
    There may be nothing there to see
    But if I don't believe in him

    We will never sleep
    Cause sleep is for the weak
    And we will never rest
    Till we’re all *****ing dead
    We will never sleep
    Cause sleep is for the weak
    And we will never rest
    Till we’re all *****ing dead

    I refuse
    I refuse
    I refuse
    To close my eyes
    I have loved
    And I have lost
    I have turned
    And I tossed
    I have listened
    I have watched♥

     MI PERFIL 

    -Borodin

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