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Living in fear of eternity
While slowly succumbing to entropy
Sic transit gloria mundi
Your mistakes and achievements die with you
The stench

myself
Should I blame the bottle
Or should I blame myself
Should I blame the bottle
Or should I blame myself
As a cry out for help

Succumbing

In ever glimmering illuminist ways

For haunting is the thought of succumbing
To the lash of devotion towards divinity
The horizon of reason, most

watch the world through my window
Succumbing to its hidden foe
I want to look you face to face
And interrupt the endless pace
I watch the changes in my

An ophidian affliction
Squirms through my restless tongue
Never succumbing to listlessness
I am drawn to
No, serenaded by
Your clavicular delicacies

Stealing our steels to put up their fake steeples
I'll tear them all down like a bombardier beetle
Keep from succumbing to Jesus in fetal
It's part of their

People used to call us crazy
They can’t really touch us, baby
On this summer night
The city’s fucking ours

Succumbing to the deeper feeling
The body

She takes my hand leading me down through the trees
Succumbing to temptation
Innocence dying slowly
The heavens are weeping as bodies align
We eat

that something change
Never knew succumbing to pressure
Could be presented plain
Something different to keep me sane
See the way I'd snap in a second
I

it
You patients need testing their testing my patience
Gullible patrons succumbing to manipulation
Baa baa dumb sheep your voice isn't favored
Another

on
Move carefully as you work through your emotions
Think spiritually when identifying your devotion
Ponder warily when succumbing to temptation
Don't act

the nexus
That seems to connect us
To the youth so deep inside
Bound to lose it by design
Disconnect
(I will forget)
Succumbing to a feeling
Where there's

of the children
Only especially if they appear
Like the pale innocents that we imagine
Succumbing to all of the dark things we fear

Someone's aggrieved

it back to me?
I've been succeeding
Still I am haunted
But don't cry for me
I see we're getting cozy by the fire
And I'm succumbing
To the fire that is

to maintain balance
Succumbing to the weight of the present challenge
It ain't nothing nice out here
In these streets of Babylon
Alone trying to find

It's all for naught
Hanging on by a thread
A breath away from succumbing to the lunacy
Losing control
Slipping away
Gazing into the void
I'm staring back

You can't see the end
But you feel it coming
The calm before the storm
A thin disguise
To hide the lies
Just recognize
And cease succumbing
Break

exists a higher prize
Than satisfaction from succumbing to the urge to criticize
Why must I sympathize with certified insanity?
Nah nah nah nah nah nah,

for good succumbing to my mistakes
On my knees you see me crying I'm trying no saving grace
As she puts that barrel to my tongue and whispers how does

this face
From every eel
Without my newfound skin
I’m succumbing to voltage!
Suspended I fall
Through the wall
The carpet is liquid
Knifes on my fee

time
Come home and take me outside

Dark signs flashing in my
Cold mind, succumbing now with
No time left to cure the pain

Pale and clawing blindly
Life

six sessions away from succumbing to
the succession
Of the stage after the slit impression
In my wrist
Guessing utopia was lost
My mission for it

to forgiveness
It ain't your fault
Don't blame yourself for me succumbing to thoughts
I know conscience laying under my thoughts
But I don't hear from it much
Know

me.
you still ravage me and disparage me.

succumbing to a coveting gaze,
toeing the line between passion and torture.
assuaging a ravenous desire,