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What You Became - Anacrusis/Kenn Nardi
You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
And like a ghost of your indulgence you wear them well
Still haunting something by your own hand lost and you shiver
With the chilling sense you've saved nothing for yourself
The lies the games devoid of guilt or shame
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame
You wander through each desperate hour and numbered day
And long to hold each wasted moment spent in vain
Still missing something you've slain so wrecklessly and ignored it
And now you through shortsightedness the thought that someday you might care
The lies the games devoid of guilt or shame
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame only you to blame
You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
And like a ghost of indulgence you wear them well
Still haunting something by your own hand lost and you shiver
With the chilling sense you've saved nothing nothing for yourself
Now you resent what you became
And the reality of only you to blame
