Chara Reyna - Dark Mode Charlatan

You left me on the cold hard ground
Gotta cover up when the snow come down
I can't even say what I want out loud
Leaves turn brown when the harvest's 'round
You left me with my flesh exposed
Gotta cover up cause the frostbite's close
I can only say what I need at most
Leaves turn brown when the harvest's close
He came back but now he's soulless
Really thought I wouldn't notice
Reaping vital heat, no purpose
I don't think I'm a good person
Why this happens, I'm uncertain
Saw the gleams behind a curtain
Gauze on my head like a turban
Harvester; with this, my sermon
Make me feel like Joseph Merrick
Feudal hermit and a cleric
Dip my brittle bones in acid
Snub my hope out, make me passive
Can't see much, my sight's impaired
Push me down a flight of stairs
I can't even speak out loud
Now that you are not around
You left me on the cold hard ground
Gotta cover up when the snow come down
I can't even say what I want out loud
Leaves fall off when the cold front's out
I let Shell of Light by Burial play
Cold dead world, let it fade away
Phone in my hand; it's at one percent
Proving my love, that's what it meant
Got it, got it
Got it, got it
Got it, got it
Got it, got it

Written by:
Chara Reyna

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