And as I crawl through the sewer of life
I feel the wall growing shards like a knife
No time to think as the suffering beginsThe icy hand holds me close to the edge
I feel the wind as I'm pushed off the ledge
I know my mind will forever be enslavedI don't really want to see
I don't
I don't really want to know
I don'tBefore the sun kills my life and my soul
I travel down to the depths of my hole
I feel the breath of the world begin to changeI don't really want to see
I don't
I don't really want to know
I don'tI take the mud and the sand and the dirt
Rip off my skin before I feel the hurt
I turn to you as I watch your face explodeThe more I know the more it kills me
The more I know the more it kills me
The more I know the more it kills me
The more I know the more it kills me
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