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Senses

Mortal Love

It's no surprise, I'm tainted now
I'm left here in chains
I've become what I despise
Decayed and senseless
The Bitterness in my heart, I take no heed

I can't feel the rain

I've become my own disguise

Deprived of senses



My life in flames, It's all to late

I sleep on thorns but cannot feel the pain



I hate-I hate everything

When I am not with you

Artista: Mortal Love



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