Obsidian Boots Songtext

"What happens when you die?" Scrawled on a paper became your complex.

Just that thought of never thinking...

What happened after I died?

An empty void was all I saw.

And now I wish that I could go back, I wasn't ready for this.

"what happens when you die?"

Scrawled on a paper became your complex.
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