My Echoing Soliloquy // Sunken
Windchimes
GENRE Stuck in the dirt
Entangled in roots of hurt
I can’t swallow the stone in my throat
I don’t think I will ever stay afloat
Mouth full of sand
Please lend me a hand
Surrendering to the burden of life
Endeavored in the burning light
Another dead plant on my windowsill, another day of living without any will. Sometimes I still look for myself, but I always find the dust on my shelf
Mouth full of sand
Please lend me a hand
Surrendering to the burden of life
Endeavored in the burning light
I’m suffocating, day by day, within this endless doubt. I’m sinking further and further, еveryone watches as I disappеar
Mouth full of sand
Please lend me a hand
Entangled in roots of hurt
I can’t swallow the stone in my throat
I don’t think I will ever stay afloat
Mouth full of sand
Please lend me a hand
Surrendering to the burden of life
Endeavored in the burning light
Another dead plant on my windowsill, another day of living without any will. Sometimes I still look for myself, but I always find the dust on my shelf
Mouth full of sand
Please lend me a hand
Surrendering to the burden of life
Endeavored in the burning light
I’m suffocating, day by day, within this endless doubt. I’m sinking further and further, еveryone watches as I disappеar
Mouth full of sand
Please lend me a hand
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