Occam's Razor
Eidola
GENRE Quiet, empty goodbyes
Last time
Too late to liberate you
I'm still alive living out here in a world I built for you
And all this time I thought I'd be the one to give in
To give up, and end the pain
So tell me where are you now, my light, in the darkest of days?
Last time
Too late to liberate you
I'm still alive living out here in a world I built for you
And all this time I thought I'd be the one to give in
To give up, and end the pain
So tell me where are you now, my light, in the darkest of days?
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