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Can't tell if I'm alive or even awake

Every day I face an empty grave

Maybe here I can close my eyes

But will I ever come around to see

Another sunrise

Why am I so fascinated by others' despair?

Have I been so lost I can't feel their stares?

When did I become so numb?

I've been enslaved in limbo for far too long

The moon's scowling breath

Penetrates my rotting flesh

I can't turn away

I watch as my mind decays

Just another day

Can't tell if I'm alive or even awake