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[Lyrics for Fresh Air Of Hiroshima – Plastic Breath]
My words are not clear, I know, at all
But language becomes foolish when all you do is crawl.
Fear is coming
And it would blind us all.
My brain feeds itself on misery
And all our lies are smothering me.
Awe is coming
And wants our bodies to enfold.
God! Its coming again!
And its cracking my head.
Im sorry, I cant concentrate!
I cannot even feel my own face.
To breathe is getting harder
As the walls are closing me in.
Im afraid that every eyes on me.
God! Its coming again!
And its cracking my head.
Awe is crawling on me!
And its eroding my brain.