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The Mausoleum Trap   / themausoleumtrapuk   http://themausoleumtrap.bigcartel.com/ https://www.themausoleumtrap.com You want to spend your days, Dying in the office chair You got your money But your hearts not there. In that place, the place you call your home, You find some clarity is being alone. Finding freedom in the pocket is bliss We're all damaged in the CPU Me and the devil, we are a lot We are a lot like you. We were lead to the slaughter house, Clutching at the chains Fuelled by thoughts of better lives, Just take it all away. Out of this haze, Asleep but still awake Dopamine, alcohol. Come heal my pain Nine to five, running wild But still owned by the paper and I'l admit, that I'm a mess, drunk when I'm sober, oh lord let this be over. Only twenty three burdened by apologies The truth, the feeling Like there's nothing left within Fuck. Lead down the path of the broken. I was always here Where is the soul Where'd it all go wrong? With an empty stare I learn't this world's not golden. Anymore. Take my anxieties, give then all to me, The great British dream lives inside and I believe and I believe. After all these year, I've spent wasting I was always here, it's never-ending. Still born, begging for the change, welcoming the void. I was always here counting down the clocks, all grown up, and choked This reality lives amongst the mist of my life. Shot by DARKNORTH MEDIA Recorded by LEWIS JOHNS Mastered by AUDIOSIEGE TRAP 2017