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The Available WorldI can see the curseThat surrounds you That defines you Making me as ugly as I need to be So we are still stuck here Feeling our reality Nothing what it seems Stuck here And you still sleep Breathing in this stale air Sneak around in your sadness Even with your best face You can't Pass for living Still living with the dead move on And now you'll drag me down Into it You A Curse, A Death, You A Curse, A Death, Just as Dead Just as Dead Just as Dead Just as Dead No beginning to Hold us No way to end Just once you try to cut me I'll bleed Like you always have |