This is what you were made for
Underneath your skin, you're just like everyone else
Recognizance of the all too familiar
Never going too far away
Mold me into something I've never been
Edgings alight in gold
I could tell you something
Nobody's told you
Something so sick and private
It could make you ill beyond illness
Delight in the stillness
Everyone must depart
Oblivious to oblivion
Understanding is not comprehending
They say they understand, but cannot possibly comprehend
Underneath your skin, you're just like everyone else
Recognizance of the all too familiar
Never going too far away
Mold me into something I've never been
Edgings alight in gold
I could tell you something
Nobody's told you
Something so sick and private
It could make you ill beyond illness
Delight in the stillness
Everyone must depart
Oblivious to oblivion
Understanding is not comprehending
They say they understand, but cannot possibly comprehend
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