Metamorphose

Tripsitter

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This is such an empty place
Six feet under my toes
An empty hole where I lose my head
In the basement of the dead I feel safe so let me in
In this hole

Just let me in, let me in this hole
I feel sick and my body tries to lose my head
Tries to fix this mess
But this is wrong
I think about it, every day
I am sick

I'm sick of the things that I cannot reach above
I'm not a failure, but I've lost the fight against love

But this is not the end
But this is not the end
The cold touch of your hand makes me feel alive again
There was a place called hell
Near to the place where I once laid