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I'm wondering, wondering, In this barren waist land

I'm morning, falling, in this vally of pigs

I'm hurting, runing, from this wonder land

In which you made for me...

I'm singing, gasping, in this musky air

I'm crying, bleeding, in my swiviling chair...



Hold me back... from the world...

Hold me down, so not to thrash out

Hold me close to your beating heart

as I bleed for you



This barren waist land, this is our own sweet version of hell! This is our wonder land?