Listening to: cure - pornography
every time i fall
i feel this foot
pushed in my face
the voices up
on halo's heads
are turning older
and farther away
wounds over the old scars
it turns my voice into tears
falling into a quiet
this is the new life
this is the new life
for the rest of the years
cast into doubt
cast
into shame
the world disappears
drowning me again
into the mouth
of a feared fiction
true
disease
it will turn it around
only to be eaten again
still
full of life
if even an empty life
on the inside
full on the insides
of pain on the insides
it's full of an empty life
it's full of an empty life
eaten on the insides
like a mouth with a heart
keeps a mouth with a silence
falling into the quiet
this is the new life
this is the new life
this is the new life
this is the new life
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