Withering

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Compositor: Faéz Arjmandi / Grégori Parron

I let myself be deseased
This life not worth it
Keep on breathing my darling
It won’t last long

I lost hope some time ago
There’s no place for my ego
All around me seems to fade
Am I strong enough to take?

Said softly in a rude tone
Alone in a box is where we belong

(Like dogs we stand outside in rain and cold night waiting for the worst)

Said softly in a rude tone
Alone in a box is where we belong