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I feel like I'm in the way

Of my own existence

Of my own progression

Transgression to the way things once

Were

But never will be again

Self imposed death sentence

I see nothing beyond this day

And can't understand why

The past is like needles in my eyes

And I can't understand why

Bleed me dry

The well is empty

The soul you thought you had disappears

Slowly forever

Within

The soul disappears

Self imposed death sentence

I feel like Iam in the way

Of my own existence

Of my own progression

Transgression to the way things once

Were

But never will be again

Self imposed death sentence