Oblivion Lullabies from In Condemnation by Pandemix

I’ve been losing sleep again!
Wondering
What’s the point of youth if it’s not wasted
Who cares about authenticity if you don’t fake it

I made this bed of nails, I’ll lay in it
I’ll gladly accept this, my punishment for taking
Obscene comfort in my oblivion lullabies

There’s something nameless inside me, barren and burned
I can’t believe that I could be the only one

Who feels like a voyeur in her own life
Who feels the dark corners converging while she walks in the cracks of light
Who made a promise she couldn’t keep
Who didn’t care about the cost of her beauty sleep

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