Drop Dead. Out now on SoundCloud. LYRICS: Bandages and stitches I’m accustomed to the suffering Husk of what I used to be I’m hollowed out and empty because of it Screaming in my sleep I use a pillowcase to muffle it I decide the perpetrator Revel in my suffrage It’s as if to say I would get this fate Either way I need this escape From this figure 8 Bitter hate Will proliferate Living with this weight It’s innate I will dissipate Slowly drift away It’s okay I’m falling down I’m holding up But I’ve dropped my weight again (And I'm slowly slippin') Six feet deep And it's hard to keep All these thoughts from caving in I’m falling down I’m holding up But I’ve dropped my weight again (And I'm slowly slippin') Six feet deep And it's hard to keep All these thoughts from caving in Agony accepted with Feeling li
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