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Another aimless endeavor
:

Moving forward with deafened ears and calloused eyes

Pretending we have our senses



So we cry out to you


Unearth our bodies from beneath settled soil


And drain the anger eating us alive



Hate is the life force we dig our nails into


Like fighting for our last breath


But death is easier than letting go



(Chorus)

Through purple eyes I tried to see You


Through broken teeth I tried to praise


Our fractured senses left us broken


Lives lived in vulgar fictions

Surely you could take every ounce of sorrow we spill


So we wait with anticipation

Anger’s crippling effect will bury us all


There will be no end to this

So I must bury the hatchet


Or be sent to an early grave