Self-inflicted Stagnation - текст песни
Self-inflicted Stagnation
I try to scrape the rust, but im spreading this desease. It's killing motivation, as it coats the air I breathe. Distorting every image, as past and present bleed, Aher lost cause, another dead end street. Every day is that much worse, its getting worse, the way I want it.
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