When they you opened up
All they saw was
Doors
And question marks
And it all hung
Out
Completely
Your the conclusion
You could never complete
Whilst you lack a question mark
And punctuation in your feet
Cut fingers off
So you cant feel the time washing by
Youll feel it when youre there
Youll feel it when youre there
Youll feel it when youre there
When they opened you up
And doors
And I just wanted it to be remained shut
Cos I never want to walk through
All that shit again
All that shit again
Youre the conclusion
You could never repeat
Posture like a question mark
No punctuation in your feet
Cut your fingers off
So you cant feel the time wasting
And washing past
And falling out
Im falling out
As if were in front of something we remember
Our fears
Dont mention the time
Youll feel it when youre there
I have a weakness
Can you keep a secret
Im wider than surprise
Can you kill a secret
More introspect
So spit in my mouth
Your name
And leaving you
That horrible hue
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