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The smell of the vomit, the feel of the nonsense
Just holding you, just holding you
The smell of the vomit, the feel of the nonsense
This isn’t a conquest

I’m just holding you, I’m just holding you
Dangled over the Sabine
Suspended by your stomach in midair
The executioner is near

Sedated skeleton, fire tells me Hell again
When I can feel my own bones projecting through my body
Is it still the same? Am I still the same? Will I go insane?
Whеn I awaken, Mary

Home is what I find when I’m alonе
Home is where I find when I drift away in a sunken state
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