The worlds collide,
The walls crumble,
The sun fades,
The trees whistle the oldest song,
Chains to short to reach,
If you can't handle it, close your eyes,
I know you can feel it, you want to kill it,
Darker than the last black iris,
Smoke thicker than tar,
Baby, don't let go,
Just hang on one more time,
I know the scars run deep,
Breathing in razor blades,
Stepping on nails to get through,
Remember when I said I'd be there?
I disappear into the night,
I know how broken you are,
You know how broken I am,
Falling off the biggest mountain,
Your eyes are windows to the demon that eats you,
You're something far to gone.
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