anatomy of the heads – roman numeral no.3 – shepherd’s firth infirmary lyrics
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[intro]
they are sensitive
brooding, melancholic, hurt
[verse 1]
and i can just imagine them in their hiding place
removed from the world and its ways
full well knowing their anger is just there to
ease the pain
[verse 2]
i don’t know if they realize their solitude
or how often they feel alone
but i can sense their hunger for
a person to reach them
[outro]
and sometime i think i can hear them calling
heavy, melancholic, calculated
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