I can't feel my face
Where's this cold, dark place?
This must be the end
Time to shed some skin
The moon brings high tide in
Rotting and wasting away
Transform this decaying flesh
Mom read the other living
God give me psyche on side
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I can't feel my face
Where's this cold, dark place?
This must be the end
Time to shed some skin
The moon brings high tide in
Rotting and wasting away
Transform this decaying flesh
Mom read the other living
God give me psyche on side