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V1: Space is mine to mold

I make what I can

We all make mistakes

I've made too many again



Another divide

One more

for the record books



Shadows I'm burried in

I must find a place

where no one shall look



I'm too quiet

Silence is a symptom

Am I blind once again?



I'm influenced by

a blow to the head,

I'm asleep now and then..



Chorus: Colors tend to hypnotize

I grow confused and weary

Apparently my affection dies

As my closure leaves me



I'm not a victim

I'm the cause

My own lack of judgement

Left my system on pause..



V2: I've lost it

My light

It's broken below me



I dropped it

My fault

The sparks are dying



Withering

I've cracked another mirror

Another seven years



Thanks to me

my face, myself,

Paranoia, fear



Am I making sense?

Does it matter?

No, it doesn't

and I hate every second of it.



Cx2



Stop listening to me

you're wasting your time

I've got nothing more to say

There's no more meaning in my rhyme...



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