These walls hide the stars, the scars and the wires.
The truth. Tonight my headphones won't deliver anything but an ache and a pain, the sound of your soft-spoken voice. It's oh so alarming.
I'll shut out everything else, I've been trapped for quite some time now.
Chains holding my lungs, Forget about oxygen, Blue and cold.
Fits true to size, still not breathing.
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