There is a void in me.
I can push it away, bury it so it's not a constant roar in my ears. Sometimes, though- sometimes it gnaws at me with an unbelievable hunger.
There is only one way to fill it.
Pull up, pull up
From one extreme to another
From the summer to the spring
From the mountain to the air
From Samaritan to sin
-13 Senses, Into The Fire
I can push it away, bury it so it's not a constant roar in my ears. Sometimes, though- sometimes it gnaws at me with an unbelievable hunger.
There is only one way to fill it.
Pull up, pull up
From one extreme to another
From the summer to the spring
From the mountain to the air
From Samaritan to sin
-13 Senses, Into The Fire
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