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Sanatçı: Faceplant

albüm: West of Elysium


In a closet underneath the stairs
You place things as graying hairs
Arrive to your head
As you put your corpse to bed
An old, withering rose
15 years decomposed
The chipping of faded paint
A white dress that dust now taints
To shades of ashtrays
Now unfit for display
Entombed in rolling hills of scrapped
Cobweb covered photographs
In that dark room you find
All frayed are the threads that bind
The garment once was cream
With small holes showing at the seams
His puppet strings still tightly wound
The final knot just can't be found

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