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The TravelersMy body's broken, no words spokenAm I finally at the end? This conflagration is my contagion Holds me down Yet again Maybe life is nothing more Than a curse inside the blessed I will fight this bloody war with every strangled breath I'm on my own I'm on my own I don't need a conscience I don't need to feel I don't need these weary eyes Tell me what I know is real I don't need anybody to tell me who I am Blame it on the broken heart I'm falling apart again |