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By Chicosci, A PROMISE
- chicosci –
Now you are my beloved ghost
And
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By Chicosci, leave me here
let me pick at my own wounds for
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By Chicosci, i've a plan if you're willing
we'll take on all the
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By Chicosci, Your lines flow like water
killing each member of a generation
you're
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By Chicosci, a ride through hell
made easier
by hands holding me up
and never
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By Chicosci, is this what ive been reduced to now?
forgive me i
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By Chicosci, can i be a little selfish?
and i swear i'll come
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By Chicosci, murdered in twos
buried in fours
will i ever see you dying?
yesterday
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By Chicosci, ruin this fidelity
my dreams of you
all these dying roses
a
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By Chicosci, Could I be so affected
Will I stay on your mind
Why
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By Chicosci, When I leave, I wanna wait for the silence
You gave
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By Chicosci, are we dying?
as i stepped inside this dark cathedral
was glad
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By Chicosci, with her it felt like drowning
the cheap wine we were
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By Chicosci, the rains came early this year
and before the first drop
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By Chicosci, I wish I could cut you off
I wish I could
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By Chicosci, my heart bends inverted fire
in a daze
we wake up in
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By Chicosci, you're fading from the naked eye
summers leaving me cold
a failed
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By Chicosci, searching for reason
we're guided
we follow
a desperate longing for light
"Let me
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By Chicosci, When I leave
I wanna wait for the silence
You gave me
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By Chicosci, Always tied down
Endure wasted breath
I see the outside
A lack of
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By Chicosci, Look around, I have no name
Broken and bleeding, gone insane
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By Chicosci, Confusing situation
Brings about, the devil in me
I hide watching the
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By Chicosci, I’ve a plan if you are willing
We’ll take on all
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By Chicosci, I try to fight the endless night
Take you through the
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By Chicosci, From the beginning
These lives you were dealing
Empathize no more
What you
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By Chicosci, Who wants to tell me i can't give a big
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By Chicosci, No, 30 seconds I will drift
I will drift again
I see
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By Chicosci, Climb down from your sky (My wish to hold you)
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By Chicosci, Fill the air with heliocentric
Of human beings
Who do not behave
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By Chicosci, My January days, they feel so dark and old
My January