Scrape Them Lungs. Songtext

my walls are covered in broken clocks.
the time reads 5:59, and i remember nothing.
they're just mirrors that don't reflect anything.
and this chair i've been sitting on all these years has grown roots.
my mind can't think straight, i think i'll get off at 6.
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