(...) get me out of this suit i go to a funeral every day i follow these people around i follow these people like a rat's tail i carry their caskets, i sing them good night they're better off without me
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My skin so thin you can see black holes within my eyes so clear they light up the sky and sometimes i'll bend into the silicone veil and enter this world again as a ghost
(...) Oh, let me in, let me out, let me in, LET ME OUT The Silicone Veil, Susanne Sundfør