they're in my skin and my bones

"But all our lives we’ve been treading paper in the space between the words,
And there implied is the thought that we are barely more than bodies for the birds, carrion.
They say that we’re just accidental atoms beating air, carrying on and on,
Unwitting orphans of an unyielding despair."

— Thrice
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