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Cheap lips, soft eyes, lost in the most blinding lights As cold as those first nights alone As the second best he'll become Sleep deep, girl, dream well
the cedar doesn't do much for these memories. i am as cold as the monuments you left for me, and another one passes in the evening. a knee deep grave
Death was just a simple glance across a dim lit room And those eyes did it Those three words did it Those three words killed him And I surrender to it
keep on searching keep on running suicide eyes just keep hunting for new hearts to break for old wounds to make no one will break your fall keep
Below my solitude I abstain. Above my bitterness I grace the lie. Sinking alone I severed the chord, drifting into the wide. It lies below this tragedy
I have bled and I have given the longest of rivers and the longest of ropes And you're not grasping and my light is sinking on the horizon Knee deep among
you are nothing more than dying royalty you are nothing more than a fading drama queen your spelling errors in love letters just stole your crown you
she is at the end chasing her own fading light running from her shadow in the name of living searched for worth in the lust of men paid in blood in
These floods of you are unforgiving Pushing passed me spilling through the banks And I fall Faster than light and faster than time That's how memory works
I can tell by the weight of your words that this is over All the should've but could'ves can no longer be This is the second death in the exquisite art
Awaken from the bliss of sleep The daybreak haunts you in such a subtle light I hear them, they tell me these roads we have travelled fork up beyond the
A triumph of tragedy And all it claims from me As those years recede While lies are all I see Missed steps and misgivings Driven by frailty What you
All these fairy tale forevers welcome everyone in and it's no wonder that she fell from this great blue sky. I can still taste my defeat on these lips
i need you to be the strength of widows and soul survivors i need you to be as fearless as new mothers and new fathers i need you to be the hope of
Dear, just one day, just another flight, just one more lonely night Just one more crowd under the burning lights (with some blood and mind to be paid)
For words, two minutes, three years for my fingertips to grow numb. Could this be the moment when the "finally" becomes the "wish i could". Desperation
five lives dead and gone. we breathe out of key and wonder if you can hear the awkwardness in these tremors. Draining, cutting this cancer out. Teeth