I, I got a question,
I got a question-
Where are you?
Did you leave me unbreakable?
Leave me frozen?
I've never felt so cold.
I thought you were silent.
I thought you left me for
the wreckage and the waste.
On an empty beach of faith.
Was it true?
Scream,
Deeper I wanna scream
I want you to hear me,
I want you to find me.
I want to believe
But all I pray is wrong
And all I claim is gone.
I, I got a question,
I got a question-
Where are you?
Where are you?
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