You've got your fingerprints from me
But you've got no glasses
Breathe pain.....lord out of my head
Lay me, lay me, lay
Open my book
Read my diary
Squeeze out
Every sick bone that's in
(here i' am)
Yeah, I'm goin', goin', goin' far away
I never
What it does to you
Is what it does to me
And
I am a friend
You watch me slip again and again
I
And our blood would never rise
And our hearts hung out
You've got your fingerprints from me
But you've got no glasses
Hey, wasted boy
Don't slash your soul
Don't slash your soul, it's
Feels like the universe
Like some forgotten curse
Sleepwalking through the night
Boy....
The milkyway without the light
Eyes closed replay with head
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