This winter is long
so let's sober up
These walls are built on
statues that crumble hard
I'm pulling out teeth
promising better things
But my tongue can now sleep
and form a mountain range
But you're a landscape now
and these hills are your home
And no light will shine out
of your skeletal...
throne
You'll suffer on your way home
Suffer
And down it goes
It's so tough to
imagine it
So shred it right apart,
whatever keeps you warmer
You cannot now breathe, I've pierced your lung
And look how high you sit
Cause we'll amount to shit here
And I can watch your veins begin to flood
From what I know is now poison for your blood and your brain
Shed all of your leaves
And lay down your brown branches
Shed all of your leaves
And lay down your brown branches
Trace over dark lines
Drawn up from our chances
Shed all of your leaves
And lay down your brown branches
Trace over dark lines
Drawn up from our chances

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