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|style="background-color:#FFE4AA;" | | |style="background-color:#FFE4AA;" |It's a tribute to zombies | ||
Of which I've become | |||
I grappled with fallacies | |||
And I lost everyone | |||
Now I'm looking back fondly | |||
From where I came from // At where I am from // At the town I am from | |||
Where do I go from here x2 | |||
Not sure when it started, peeling from my bones | |||
Piece it back together, when I was alone | |||
Hope it held together, long enough for me | |||
To pitch the greener grasses, and hope she would agree | |||
Clinging to, a promise made | |||
Fighting off, the vignette | |||
Tunnels cave, vision fades | |||
Swallowed by, the vignette | |||
Fresh, off a binger in the woods | |||
Flesh, covered in scabs and bites | |||
Testing what he does and what he should // Testing if it's real, if it's good | |||
It's been a long night | |||
He's thinking "There's no way I'm headed there" | |||
Always sure-footed, educated, and was never scared | |||
Now he can't hold out his hand without it shaking, hounded | |||
By his demons, until a search party finally found him | |||
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