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cleaned for so long
I've frozen time inside
The scum and the mould
A co-dependence
Draws back the effort is here
I finally forbid
A new pain relief for

the mould
Your rage is always showing
Your flame cannot be sold

Soundcheck, you're on the deck, time to swing don't miss the neck
Don't fight, take a bite,

Mould yourself
To the one that
You once knew
I know you
I know
You need to get up

Now it's over
Now it's over
Now it's over
Now it's over

at the holiday inn
The walls look beautiful today
There's a galaxy of mould eating the paint
And the cracks look like the roadmap that I've made
Going back

You are the mould that holds me
That I am unwilling to leave
To be my own
Making me stronger in every way
But as soon as I look
I lose my breathe

The dumplings fit the Mould
Give up on taking hold
Watched it as it burned
Unlearning what I've learned
Struggle to inhale
That is why you fail
(Yoda on drugs!)

Around my eyes
Would you mind
If i sleep for a while?
Get the light
For me
For me
Mould me in your hands
Tear me apart when you're bored of the progress
I

whatever duh like oh my God
Don't care if people starve if I can shop
I'd rather fit the mould than have a brain
But it turns out the biggest idiot was me

stuck in a rut
Missing the gold
It’s been getting hard to make out tale from truth
Seems we gotta leave it to the youth
Out in the cut, breaking the mould

seemingly so
Easy to feel the breeze
Air that keeps you free
As we look upon these walls
The mould growing ever tall
The vision to break through
A patent

to Husker

(Break the mould)

We are alone
We’ll die as amateurs, not pioneers
No one is, on our side
We’ve no control
We don’t fit your mould, ignored by everyone
Are we dead,

Or is he brave just like Mercutio?

Fairy dust, flowers and lucid dreams
Now in June, Midsummers easy breeze

Don't let this world put you in a mould

corner of a room? 
Corner of a room
This corner of a room
Corner of a room

There's a mould that is tried and the one use is deception

Murder digests

lungs need a heavy dose


I got you


She stumbled
She wept on the bathroom floor
His body
A limp piece of had enough


Disarm her
Mould skin from dust

of vital clarity

Recurrent, yet always inadequate

With every thousand moments passed
A million more would barely break the mould
As our lives are dazed by

It’s all in my head 
It’s all in my head 
And I’ll break my bones

Fingerless gloves in the cold
Pierce the veins, Wipe the mould
Pick me up, push me

As I dismantle the creator, I must take the brain
My mind so old, I can't think straight
I need to break the mould
I'll take the heart and set him

all my courage
Live a life with no regrets stop for nothing
Running fast I'll give my best
Yeah I don't wanna lose it all
I'm gonna break the mould
I'll

Gods made the perfect mould
Nothing ever pleases me
Nothing ever teases me
Every single move you make
Every single thing you say
Dead inside
We shimmer

Bleach suit
Bleach dye
This is your time
Rid of organs and your brain
Your ribs have no use now
Empty cage with acid rain
Your mould wont be the same
Your

An imperfect cast from a deity's mould
The echo dampens
My voice runs cold
A single frame from a video on pause
An effect of an unknown cause
Until I find you

Double barrel
To my head

No hello there
Why I said?
We should be here
Now I'm dead

Can't come back now
Mould on my bread
Eyes in pockets
Water I tread

Each awakening
Fills me with dread
That the mould has finally
Filled my bed
There will be no blossoming
From salted soil or poisoned well
There will be