[Instrumental Breakdown] lock the safe throw the key away it's useless as the metal decays the water is still breaking its will to move again you may like the feel by nature but it'll drag you down a fissure forms beneath the ice showing the worlds true colors you don't have the mind to think twice before you're swallowed by layers [Instrumental Breakdown] it might seem crazy what's in your head won't be there when your dead at least the soil will be fed who knew natures favorite color was red I can see the spark in your eyes lighting fires on the tree line make it make sense without a rhyme easing up the pain with thyme soak in the ideas that seem unreal what makes sense anyways [Instrumental Breakdown]
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