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Blind

Blind to the fact

That I can't see

Blind to the fact

That I'm not free

Blind to the fact

That I can't breath

Blind to the fact

That you've become me.

I'm so blind

I can no longer see

I can no longer feel

My way around this place

I'm so blind

I can not understand

How I died by my own hand.

I'm blind to the truth

Blind to my lies

Blind to me

Blind to you

Blind to life

Blind to death

Blind to reality

Blind to reality

I can no longer see

What is right and wrong

What is good and evil

I can no longer see

What made me come to you

What made me believe

that all lies are truth.

I'm just so blind

To everything around me

To everything I see

The reason I allowed this

No one will ever know

Although my eyes are open

They might as well be closed.

I'm so blind

I can no longer see

I can no longer feel

My way around this place

I'm so blind

I can not understand

How I died by my own hand.

I'm so blind.