Burning from the Inside

Running without aim
Through the razor ****s
That only reach my knees
And when I'm lying in the gray sleep
I don't know how to walk the boards
I open my eyes and look at the floor
And now I don't see you anymore
There is no choice
We make a point
To counteract a threatening hand
Close my hold
Let's be near, let's be near the atmosphere
Running without aim
Through the razor ****s
That only reach my knees
And when I'm lying in the gray sleep
I don't know how to walk the boards
I open my eyes and look at the floor
And now I don't see you anymore
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