Cradling Obsessions from Bottomless by Bottomless

Long ago in times of grace
I could hear their call
Softly ringing through the rain
Yet they could drive me insane

My lips were freezing out

Long ago I'd looked for you
But all I'd found was blood
Outstretched hands in a pitch black room
What am I supposed to do?

Trees have eyes that don't let me go
As I burn the forest down
Trees have eyes and I just don't know
If I'm alone

Take me!

Entire lives spent off the rails
Thinking sends you down the drain
Yet you know that you're doomed to try...

Take it all, don't pay the toll
Lose your temper, feel the blow
Senseless actions that you make
You're the one who'll burn at stake


Faces of delusion
Hit the floor, it's your last try
Cradling obsessions
Spend your days within the grind

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