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Resting Into Pieces

from Evilest Eye by Bucoda

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Tear my conscience, I was born to isolate
Saw the pattern, gave it justice for awhile
Come to senses, pull the rug out underneath
Fear of trusting, put together my demise

I don't want to be your puppet
I would rather die without it
You can't meet me in the middle
I am resting into pieces

Fill my shadow, bury what you've given up
Trust your instincts, feel a headache on the way
Take me barren, I was never growing out
Soft in motion, I could see your self destruction

I don't want to be your puppet
I would rather die without it
You can't meet me in the middle
I am resting into pieces

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from Evilest Eye, released April 11, 2020
Rachel Pollock, Brendan McGowan, Charlie Reese, Emily Ledford

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