Time left in my mind for savouring all,
over the wall, savour my life savour my feed,
savour all of my beasts lives for keeps,
'till I'm over the wall, over and done,
stripped to my tongue, leaving my beasts
over the wall
over all of the 'alls' and all.
Wishing my well being
though I'll only die when every car's an empty thing
and nothing's left, not even in.
Bag filled with hope and my beasts
(it crossed my hand)

I've broken my things so what happens now?
Only hope it don't register on my own mind
and it seems that I've caught my hand
oh no!

Done seeing without sight,
it's reason alright,
forwarding cases of angst onto the floor
with all the things we ask for.

Flys volunteering to take my weight and
hold me to the nighttime sky,
there's my mum, no need to cry.

Bag filled with hope and my beasts
(it crossed my hand)


Lyrics submitted by Pheeel

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