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comatose
and drenched with summers rain

unable to cleanse
these wounds

surrender, surrender
surrender

no strength to uphold
the colossal lies

no electricity
left in those wires

the painted smile
rubbed off the face
now
the deformed soft plastic
sits alone

drink the damp white sky
lean your face
on the weeping window
look in

see my reflection

surrender, surrender
surrender

here we can rebuild.
w o r d s.
we can rebuild