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Selfish

from Self by Bed Of Wasps

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This is the wreckage of 30 years,
Immortalised, trivialised.
An empty letter of empty words.
The least sincere apology.

I am the remains of a twisted internal monologue,
Unwilling and unrestricted.
It is the divide
Between consciousness and unexpressable.

Unified yet emaciated.

I am the pacified, bleeding wordless discontent.
Unwavering contradiction of words and mind.
It’s too late, it’s too late...
I am the selfless,
Gripped by fear.
It’s too late, it’s too late...
I am the selfish,
Falling apart.

It’s too late, it’s too late...
I am the selfish.

There is nothing left here
Of value or worth.
To review past and present
Is to do nothing but
Shake this cruel crushing cage.

The thought occurs
To shed this skin.
Instead I beg,
"Forgive me, please".
There is no answer
Or solution,
Only my self,
Screaming.

Nothing even matters.

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from Self, released November 24, 2017

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Bed Of Wasps Dundee, UK

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Martin Robison - Drums
Chris Potter - Vocals
Darren Smith - Guitar
Ryan Page - Guitar
Thomas Brady - Bass

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