Kill Collapse by Park
Under weight from this collapse, and thoughts I knew I'd always had the
Mouth to pour, the pen to kill, the papier-mâch�, the mold you made from
Me, dig the needle into the skin, close your eyes and try to find a door to
This room you're locked into to.
(what's set in motion, won't be left behind, what's set in motion)
Hiding inside, letting your self slip by, hiding inside, why do I even try!
These pills are not the answer, just pink mausoleums, just begging me so
bad to swallow them whole, all this means is I've worked myself in circles,
all this means is I've worked myself in circles.
Under weight from this collapse, and thoughts I knew I'd always had the
Mouth to pour, the pen to kill, the papier-mâch�, the mold you made from
Me, dig the needle into the skin, close your eyes and try to find a door to
This room you're locked into to.
(what's set in motion, won't be left behind, what's set in motion)
Hiding inside, letting your self slip by, hiding inside, why do I even try!
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