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Sprain - No One's Home lyrics

Artist: Sprain

album: Sprain


No one's home
And there's snow on the ground
I dissolve with eyes shut closed

Transcend flesh
Bitter taste of words I haven't said
Programmed stress
Meditate on hands from which you're fed

Bodies rot to make room for babies
Plants breathe out and we breathe in
And days bring sons and daughters

Transcend flesh
Bitter taste of words I haven't said
Programmed stress
Meditate on hands from which you're fed

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