Empty apartments are filled to the brim
With garbage piles of recollections and violent dreams
And so was mine
With my restless spirit captured on film
Hey, do you feel these dusty walls closing in?
I hear you scream

Today I realized a part of me was nowhere to be found
It's rudimentary
The dumping ground for all your moth-ridden memories
Has claimed my heart inside its treasury

Oh, please erase this afterimage
I'd trade this living core for all my past mistakes
I'll stay
Until this race ends with a photo finish
I'll be the silent phantom of those older days
And then I'll smile and fade away

Sadness was left on the cutting room floor
At least that was my first impression seeing you at the door
But soon your grin filled with pain
It became such a bore
The weight of agony became such a chore
I abhorred
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