Prospect 2:
Analyze my own matter from above
Blacked out eyes in an existence overgrown
Never fall back down
Trapped in myself
Analyze my own matter from above
Blacked out eyes in an existence overgrown
Never fall back down
Trapped in myself
Sold my hands
Envy them
Can't find the one
I slowly start to cut pieces of flesh from my body
Dig in and dissect
Collecting examples of what the outside world sees
Under it all
I know the devastation I have caused
Upon myself and this world
Speak to me freely
I am listening
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