| Lyrics: | Prolonged exposure,
In a world where I try to belong.
- I TRY TO BELONG.
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Character cessation,
On a major scale of depression.
Declining sense of
fear, a fear that is growing,
That some divine treason is making me feel.... - like nothing.
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Wide awake as I await sentence,
Resisting to be forced access.
Dementia
access, - DEMENTIA ACCESS -
My immunity lenses every day,
I hope salvation relieves
my disdain |