Black Lung

The Broderick

I fear this anomie runs through my veins
I'll conceal intent and bite my lip off
Encircled by the baseness. Consumed by contrition
I am fractured; I see nothing of you in me

Falling apart into utter darkness, a purposeless animal
I am fractured; I see the ruin in me
Disconnected savages. Free to rot, free of sin

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