Feel
The freezing wind slice against your cheekbones
Cry
Till your throat is raw and your eyes dry
Feel the warmth of the sun
Around your skin
And scream at the top of your lungs
We live with our guards up
And our words up, veiled under a mask of infamy
We speak loudest when in silence
Only wordless, are we true
The freezing wind slice against your cheekbones
Cry
Till your throat is raw and your eyes dry
Feel the warmth of the sun
Around your skin
And scream at the top of your lungs
We live with our guards up
And our words up, veiled under a mask of infamy
We speak loudest when in silence
Only wordless, are we true
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