blown in from the west,
used an empty shell as an entrance
forget about me soon, shallow reflections will carry nothing worth longing for
please place your wishes at another doorstep
no need for change as i see no need for great adventure
just pass me the salt in an effort to make me die faster
relief and release, saw on another button, make the shirt seem fitter than what's hidden underneath
train on fake smiles and bring out the garbage
say to yourself that passing time is like passing out
i'm only here to make you uncomfortable
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