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(album: Conduit - 2021)


If I could just unlock the mystics of this brain
Then I could kill the siren whispering my name
Instead, she pulls me in across a tightrope over my grave
Little does she knows that she's fucking with a soul I don't really wanna save

Sweet oblivion, you taste so good to me
I should've known that you were everything but free

If I could just untie this knot that's coming loose
Then I would quantify the squeeze for the juice
Instead, I'm out here bobbing on a wake of decimation I choose
Little did I know I'm already predisposed to these quicksand blues

Sweet oblivion, you taste so good to me
I should've known that you were everything but free

I should've known it then, so I vacate your street
And I get fearful now when someone younger repeats after me:

Good God, holy hell
I revel in this turbulence, I love to hate myself
Good god, holy hell
I revel in this turbulence, I love to hate
Love to hate myself

Fatto

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