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Unfulfilled

from Deceits - Circs by Deceits

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The last four notes of this song are dying away.
These notes come and go
They seem to whisper
Just do the same, suffer in time.
And that's what I pretend
To feel the pain to the beat.

No compassion, full purity.
Every line set in my mind is carving into familiarity with this world.
There's no pain, only appalling silence
While booze is gnawing away at every bone.
I recognize there's only me,
A shell suffused with a soul striving for perfection.

Breaching blue ceasefire.
For the first time those notes ring true
The sound of the world's tender apathy.
I miserably failed to comprehend
How fucking similar we are
How fucking fraternal we are.
Taken in oblivion of being,

I have failed to phrase the question if this is the life I am destined to live.
So this song's last four notes are dying away.
Just as my self-indulgence.

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from Deceits - Circs, released April 21, 2014

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