mere_bits - imademe

What does it feel like to play with the dead
Imagine a room filled with voices and heads
I hold in my hands what just was a sole
Collection of thoughts and ideas not heard
I could show you the world through the eyes of a sinner
Put a knife through my heart, bottle in my liver
Next stop is Neverland, never mind the fairy tales
Yea, I watched you die to me, you went to hell
Yea, I watched you die to me, you went to hell

Written by:
Garrett Huras

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