No Lyrics by Maria Mena
We buried the hatchet in shallow grave
And once it resurfaced it was chanting your name
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We buried the hatchet in shallow grave
And once it resurfaced it was chanting your name
Self-hatred grows in me like cancer
I can’t locate its whereabouts but it’s feasting on its host
The rain falls on your days
Giving you a reason for mysterious ways
I was a backing track
Saving my green voices back
Wish I could see it
Not only feel it