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Opened my eyes with temples in strain pictures of strangers I've wanted to meet they're not as real as the bones that I sleep in missing people that never went missing when I am real I look forward to living maybe someday I'll be a good person Unsatisfied with love and kindness just focused on the self absolution reeks of weakness temporary culture makeshift bad will go the time for them a death taking place I've watched my generation piss themselves again Hide from snakes with arms and legs I'd rather just blend Mr. Graves digging ditches cemetery for the living Shallow minded patrons suit this million man march in this rotting gut degeneration there's only the ebb The foundation collapses we continue to hurt knee deep in a river but we're dying of thirst the foundation collapses we continue to search knee deep in a river but we're dying of thirst Aus Songtexte Mania