It feels like I'm always trying to explain something that can only be read through eyes
You'd often ask me. "What's wrong?"
And I'd always say "Nothing"
Nothing it is because I can't explain it
The words won't come out
Those shadows....
They don't let me speak

It feels like I'm always trying to win a battle that I can never win
You'd often ask me "What's going on inside your head?"
And I'd always say "Nothing'"....
Nothing it is because I can't convey it
That fear don't let me....
That fear where you're the one holding the dagger at me
That fear where you're the one killing me
Not with the dagger but with your words
Your words.
Your vicious words
And then they keep slithering under my skin joining those shadows
Those shadows that have a creepy smile...
Those shadows that keep haunting mine...

~Scythe
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