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"Final Shape" lyrics

Grind me down to dust inside of your head 
Find my final shape underneath your skin 

A mass forms inside of your head And underneath your skin.
My hate will burn inside your veins, Spreading throughout your being 

I saw you burning; consumed by doubt. A hell of your invention where you belong. 
I scarred myself trying to help. Begging, pleading for you to come back to yourself. 

Count your breaths as precious gifts as you waste the time you have left.
I take my shape under your skin. Scratch at your flesh as I dig my way in.

Day by day your spirit grows weaker, your being fades.

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