Album: Abandoned
I walk in shadows and darkness
I feel the feel of the sand
My words are calloused and poisoned
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Cover my tracks with a pulpit
The back alley's my arms
My veins are thinning in poisons
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I feel the feel of the sand
I feel the feel of the sin
I feel the feel of the sand
I feel the feel
Breathe addiction and darkness
I feel the smoke in my lungs
My words are venom and poisoned
All lines except when speaking of love
Cover my ears to the ringing
To the memories and pain
Her voice like singing of sirens
Drown myself among the rocks and the waves
I feel the feel of the sand
My veins, the touch of her hands
I feel the feel of the sin
The acid touch of her hand
I feel the feel of the sand
My veins, the touch of her hands
I feel the feel of the sin
I feel the feel
I need my hour of darkness
I feel the feel of the sin
My wounds are calloused and poisoned
[?] right overhead
Cover my tracks with a pulpit
The back alley's my arms
My veins are thinning in poison
[?]
I feel the feel of the sand
Pray to the dirt for repent
I feel the feel of the sin
My veins, the touch of her hands