The Bottom
de Cruel Hand
I am caught.
There's no way out of an endless existence I created myself. My days are aligned and none too defined.
Living and breathing are motions that lie.
Endless weeks, end me please.
Hours that pass are ours to bleed.
I see no end but the end sees me.
He knows my face and I'm waiting to meet.
This is a cycle so familiar, one that I can not break.
Every time that it starts over all this pressure increases in weight.
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Too Far From That
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Deep Six Hole
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Dead Weight
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Scars For The Well-Behaved
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Nowhere, Nothing, Never
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Decompose
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King
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Dead Eyes Watching
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Your World Won't Listen
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Through With You
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In This Alone
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Buried Inside
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Liquid Paper
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Threes
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Above And Below
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Lock and Key
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Day or Darkness
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Rotations of Hurt
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Broken Glass
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