On est frappé en effet par son totale absence d’émotion.

A cataclysm
I speak for the dead
I am the words keeping you awake in your head

A vivid surrender
It makes a good fight
That is when all of the noise will take flight

What do we do
With the absence in this room
I didn’t mean for all these strangers to intrude

To be read rushed
This is to be read like you’re going out of your mind
Like it isn’t real that there is an absence of time

Like you’re out of your mind
Like you’re out of your mind

With the absence in this room
You go out of your mind


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