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My eyes
Glazed, covered by
Fields of shades of grey
All the same
Looking past the white ceiling
Despised
In my eyes
Despised
In my eyes
Seeing through this whole fantasy
Knowing there's no hope left for me
The mundane
Your insane
Wrapped in Saran
Untouched
But filled with filthy hands
From unforgiveness
Buckets of tears
From bruised children
Buckets of tears
From bruised children