Braille Face
backwards medicated
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I've been her before
Backwards, medicated
I've thrown my shape around
On an Iceberg, isolated
Carried on like it constant the crows in my back
I am a flight of the wings of the crumbling crow
But now it's time for you to know
Given that I might get it wrong
I won't see past the mask
Given that I might get it wrong
I won't see past the mask
Carried on like it constant the crows in my back
I am a flight of the wings of the crumbling crow
But now it's time for you to know
But now it's time for you to know