Graveyard in the Rain
Another layer of hurt under the pain
Like a graveyard in the rain
Full of that deep dark depression
There to follow up your aggression
Anywhere else it'd be overkill
But with you, it will forever fill
Like the torturer prods your wounds
You hold your weight while they crack their whips
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