Flatline Climax supple

Our damage it grows
deep in me
deep in me
camouflage your life before the parasites pick at it
and there's nothing left
down size all your drives
till nothings spared and nothing resists
you'll never know what you missed
and our damage it grows deep in me
and our damage it grows from simple seeds
quick to quantify the loss and gains when i took the risks
despair crushes the lift
tell tale no where signs direct us to designs where the sick
search for ways to infect
and our damage it grows deep in me
and our damage it grows from simple seeds
bed dirt and denial
she realised the room was unlit
the dark was his first gift
paralyse your eyes and pretend blindness is but a trick
dice disciples defect
and our damage it grows deep in me
and our damage it grows from simple seeds
dont pretend to know how i feel (x3)
dont give me false hope
give me something thats real