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I eke out a living in my cold room shapeless I lick my wounds I do not sleep, I do not wake vacuum until you come for my sake

I am made of clay

there's a ghost in my cold heart that even glows in the dark tried to be the hunter in disguise now I'm just the hunted I value myself through your eyes

I am made of clay

I am made of clay I crave you everyday you're my predator, I'm your prey catch me before I'm washed away

I am made of clay biting my own tail abandoned to my fate trying to hibernate

I am made of clay still crave you everyday gaining spell and sway or beginning to decay