Dear Agony
I thought i knew just where to find you.
I've grown tired of this game of hide and seek,
Only to find it hidden under lock and key.
numb...numb
Where are you, oh emotion?
I thought you were sewn upon my sleeves.
I grow tired of this digging,
Digging to find it's still further buried.
numb...numb...
Why does it seem the one who hid it is the only one who can find it?
Is the one who buried it the only one that can unearth it?
numb...numb
Cut through like a knife
Drive through like a stake
Scream out in the rain
Unearth from this grave
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