and when we met.......
i had no.....
regret....
and when i saw your
i was your
crime of passion
i was your
crime of passion
look at
umbilical twisters
infants hanging from trees
the skylines crumbled
as you fell
tonight i opened that notebook
that i wrote in one year
once i knew this girl
she cut herself every night
i asked
a moment's time
is all you ever need
to choose fate
it's not
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