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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Hung from a rope of regret
Each thread for a tear
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, To love is to suffer
But something we suffer without
Distance suposably
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, The sun disappeared that bitter night
Where all I felt was
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, You can go ahead and try
But my faith can’t
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, How can I fly on these wings?
When they’re broken and
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, I said your name and my dreams slowly burned
I thought
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, This infection runs deep
Runs straight through my blood
I can’t keep
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, This is not a game
It’s a fight for life
So much
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, This is my apology
To the love I let go
I didn’t
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Climb out of your hole
Were not living in black and
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, You state I’m wrong
I know I’m right
This silence stabs
I must
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Though we dance to a song of joy
We are
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Gaze into my eyes…there is death and it’s all thanks
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Do your teeth ache?
Are biting down too hard on hopes
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Standing in the pouring rain
I felt the drops blend with
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, You are the shark drowning in shallow water
Sleeping with your
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Tonight I’ll rinse out your mind
I’m sick of these empty
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Running down this road
With a knife in your hand
Your legs
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, The last look from your eyes kept me alive one
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, And she came
Just like the snow
Burning bright as a star
The
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Fear, of not knowing
Fear, it’s flowing
Fear, it’s inside all of
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, For what I dream of
Can we be in love?
For what
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, A thin line of blood on my horizon
Reaches its cold
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, He walks these bleeding streets
But his eyes can’t see the
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, I can’t sing myself to sleep
I need your voice in
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Why steal a taste when you know the severe chances,
of
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, I wish I could touch your skin
Like the gentle
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, I'm inconsiderate you say? Well consider this...no one will ever
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, Sending bloody kisses straight to my lips
Death never tasted so
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By A Masterpiece of Failure, I’m walking on splintered wood here.
Can someone replace my abandoning