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Survivor's Guilt

Corrupt Moral Altar
Weather change, sunlight herpes, coming closer, sharing disease.
Basking in suburban lights, soundbites are for parasites.
I don't want your soul.
We are looking an end, neither of us are God sent.
Never again. Never again. Never again. Never again.

Well what am I to you? I know what you are to me. You paint a pretty picture but I'm absent from the scenery. You call it Survivors guilt well I call it belief.

I'm tired of yielding when I'm twisting and bending.
Never again. Never again. Love again. Love again.

Well what am I to you? I know what you are to me. You paint a pretty picture but I'm absent from the scenery.

Let me be sincere and hold you near. We are all we've got once we're turned off to what is around us. Take me to the start, relearn the art and deny us. Who am I, who are you, do you remember?

Well what am I to you? I know what you are to me, you paint a pretty picture but I'm absent from the scenery.

I'm tired of yielding, twisting and bending, never again, never again. I'll love again, I'll love again.