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Judas Factor

Dead eyes tell us stories we never wanted to hear. Leaving us no reason to live for fairy tale dreams. As we waste our strength pulling wool over our

There's a stranger in my head who wants a hand in my death. There's this weight on my chest stealing away my breath. There's a mask on my face that only

Bedtime, I can't close these aching eyes. Memories, I can never just let them ride. And you, you know me well, sometimes better then I know myself. Sometimes

If I could only believe in the words you said, if I could only relate to the thoughts you had, then maybe I wouldn't feel like you're the enemy. If you

I'm ridden with the guilt of unspoken words, uneasy thoughts, and a head full of zeros. Silence is golden and our smiles forced on our face. We hold

Pictures embedded in my mind. It makes no sense to regret those things we could never change. Cause all of these things are a real part of me. Sleepless