Kilgore - Introverted
The air outside
Burns my eyes
If I could put them out
I would fly away from here
‘Cause I don’t need to see this world
I can feel its weight just crushing me
Don’t need my ears ‘cause all I hear is constant moans
Strip me of my senses, introverted, I am finally home
Now that I’m blind, spend my time
Peeling back my skin to find out
There’s nothing there
Pray
Supposed afterlife is bliss
‘Cause living here in this is
like drinking lukewarm piss
I need someone that I can’t feel
To rescue me
Just strip me of my senses,
Introverted, I am finally free
I can’t help you,
This weight is just crushing me
I can’t touch you, and I would love to,
But I’m flying from here strong and free
We can never be what we want to be
‘Til we all can shed our skin
And maybe we will rise up to see
The light inside us all
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