Bright lights for dim eyes.,
The falling hills embrace your goodbyes.
Crash and burn,
Scream but not heard.
Setting sun in a world
Set fire, shoot out the stars.
Take this road and
Dont sweat the drama.
Tonight I'm going home in a coma.
Feel
Dripping blood on your sunday dress
So much baggage, a fucking
Empty, self taught lies.
Since childhood we crash and we die.
Felt
Got holes in my fucking hands,
Cause I can't fucking sleep.
All
Two packs, and a bottle of jack.
Neurotic, gotta wash it
Just wanted to hear you,
Through dying lips.
Just wanted
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