blood is the ants under my skin
madness is the rhythm in my veins
nights are singing
we seek it, unaware of everything
little black thing
where're you going?
you got everthing but finding more
we've been our best but enough for now
you've already known I won't go anymore
we are the ants in hole
softly itching desire
cut to my core
teensy glimpse of destination
it can be left to rot
raise your arms
hold your heartbeats to your feet
or we can turn a deaf ear to it
resist nothing
you got everthing but finding more
we've been our best but enough for now
you've already known I won't go anymore
we are the ants in hole
you got everthing but finding more
we've been our best but enough for now
you've already known I won't go anymore
we are the ants in hole
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