If These Walls Could Talk, There Would Be Hell to Pay

from Wolf Island by Habits

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I live thru still life points of light
Catagorized by withering landscapes of hopelessness
Now to bite the feeding hand is a testament of our existence
And my head is full of secrets
Now lean closer to our whispers
Now our unconscious minds as these days pass
We hang our heads in disgust
We are worthless as we Rust

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from Wolf Island, released June 10, 2013

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