Pallid speckles of white float through a muted room
They vanish before they touch the floor
The picture you drew still hangs on my wall
A reminder of all I've lost
Searching for solace in drink
Resenting and living in place
Art mirrors life
A story forever
Ink your pages
Break the cycle
Break free
Ink soaked pages
my words don't mean a thing
Failure's carved into my skin
Break the cycle
Break free
Wither, wither and writhe these flames have grown so tall
Wither, wither and writhe
Incinerate and burn
Dwell in pain, commiserate -- my words don't mean a thing
Watch the ashes fall to the ground
Sink down with me, there's no way out
Watch the ashes fall to the ground
I stared at your picture and tore it down
Pallid speckles of white float through a muted room
They vanish before they touch the floor
Wither, wither and writhe these flames have grown so tall
Wither, wither and writhe
Incinerate and burn

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