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screamo band from France

It's when I close my eyes I can see yours the best
Insomnia drove me so high
I'd like to have some rest
In my dreams no place big enough
For what makes life rough
It's not to be if you don't have
It's hard to see what is not starved
Staring at the air with vacant eye
Sleeping on the floor
To forget those objects, to forget those objects.

I do what I can, I do what I can't
to forget all those objects behind
Closer than they appear
in the mirror of my memories
I'm about to touch it
I can almost feel it
Screaming your obsence
I'll rock until death
Singing how much I bless
First time I saw your face
First time I crossed your path.