Burn

from Hazel by Grower

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My tongue ain't worth the words that it sends hissing through my teeth. My eyes ain't worth the visions haunting in my sleep. I keep quiet. I stay in the dark. I am one with my walls. I exist to fall apart. My home is barren. My walls are bare. My mind is blank. My thoughts are clear. My fate is to be forgotten. I'll burn out and leave only empty smoke behind.

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from Hazel, released September 2, 2015

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