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Candles lighting windows But the neighborhood is cold Heartstrings galvanize feelings Every thought is a transient chemical Crises come with machetes Harvesting the reactions, the moldy flavor of apathy Trying to find the words to say To take the visceral pain away Terror bird, please eat me out I want to live with the murder Limelight eases emotion Tiny bodies piling up, blinded by the cries for help Can't feel it I can't see it I can't touch it I am an inanimate Tiny bodies piling up, blinded by the cries for help I can't feel I can't feel From Letras Mania