Texty písní Typecasting Every Moss And Cobweb In Blindness

In Blindness

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My instincts have mislead me
What I feel shouldn't be what I think
It's not about how it will me feel better
But it's something to look after
There's a lack of color to these spaces
Lack of color to fill this emptiness
Lack of color to complete this life
Lack of color to see the difference
I need your guiding light to help me overcome this confusion
There's a lack of color to these spaces
Lack of color to fill this emptiness
Lack of color to complete this life
Lack of color to see the difference
I've been in endless doubts
From all of this frustrations
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