I crave for loneliness
in a city so dead
it is not here that I find hope,
not here that i find peace.
Surrounded by emptiness
a scream fills my lungs
inside and out,
a choking feeling leaves me numb.
And numbness seems to be the only thing
that might set me free,
yet I am locked up in this eerie town
that might set me free,
yet I am locked up in this eerie town
wandering aimlessly until there's nothing left.
In these hollow streets
In these hollow streets
a feeling creeps up my spine,
a feeling i recognize much too well
waiting for the day of my escape.
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