LYRIC
Waiting… To be born again
Wanting… The saddest kind of pain
Waiting for the day when I will crawl away
Nothing is what I feel
Waiting… For the drugs to make it real
Waiting… For the day when I will crawl away
Waiting… To be disciplined
Aching… For your nails across my skin
Waiting… For the day when I will crawl away
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