Incomer - Warm Sun, Cold Earth

My broken body is exhausted
I'm tired to find the common language
The dialect we both could understand
Misunderstandings will always follow me
And as the path I always try to throw away
I Put this problems in the little box
Where's hiding everyone I used to know
Far away from my mind and my heart

Don't open your eyes, everyone is dead inside

Why do I need to breath
If instead I want to choke?
Covering myself by coat of dirt
Check my pulse when I will be 6 feet under
I am the core of my problems
Crushing every hope
Burning every meaning to get up from my bed
So you see it? Can you fucking see it?
I'm dead from that moment I was born
Ha

Miserable existence
I'm covered by dirt
I hear the beating of hammer sonmwhe on top of me
I'm scared of this sound
But I can do nothing

It's time to let myself go
Stop holding on what I lived for before
Crush this vase filled by sorrow and missed opportunities
Should stop to fight with myself
I've faced that fact
That everything I ever did is gone

It's a fucking gone

Pull me
Pull me fucking harder
And kick this shit out of me
Cover me with this magic powder you all use
To forget all feelings
I don't want to remember
Every time relive these moments again and again

Written by:
Incomer

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