321, blank pages are a loaded gun
These phases all end
Come back home, you're all alone
Everyone is waiting for
The words
And all of the corpses walk step by step
To the
In my arms you lie
You're sleeping and you're still
I'm wide
How should I say
That I never wanted anything to change?
If
And you will live on
Our hearts will beat stronger
As we
All these daggers and these swords
Can cut me like the
Just breathe
The midnight air will do you well
Believe
I miss your
You're an angel, I'm a devil
But we'll meet somewhere in
There's sugar in the engine
I feel the friction and tension
Don't hesitate to remember everything
From this never ending drama monologue
Don
You're hollow and shallow
All the cowards said in silence
It's so
Bleed these colors open wide
Burning blues from butterflies
(Tonight
She wore crushed velvet
Jet black and to the floor
She rode
The distance and my heart's to sand
Flowing through the hourglass
Time
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