Low Places
Low Places - Choir lyrics
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Days of despair Throbbing nerves and rotting lives Forging futures into my body Tearing away at my life At the bottom we stare Looking up to someones nothing Screaming words bludgeoned by sympathy Trying to be someone's something The fears I hold I've held so long How does it feel? I hate these songs
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Language: English
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