Us from Treatment by Iron Krill

Seven years
Of trying to read these lines
For something more than what they say
In plain view

I'm so tired of interpreting all you've said
As though it's part of some magnificent plan
And I'm so sick of feeling sorry for everything
There's no reason to feel guilt or shame
For what I've done
There's someone else to blame

All I know, all I feel
Is air, is dust
No flesh, no blood
How can I explain
What I've become
Sometimes I stop and wonder why
Why I
Feel nothing in my bones
But then I remember

Take the edge
Off of me
Sink your teeth
Into me again
It's a better type of feeling than nothing
A shell of life, a memory
Is all I am
A shadow of old, a heart of stone
And I
Sometimes I catch myself
Wondering how
We ever got so far
Apart and why
But then I remember

It never would have been

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