and if i carved your name into my arms with wire
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would that spell out devotion?
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because right now i'm drowning in despair
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this desolation, falling away from you was the hardest thing
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i'll carry this scar forever
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you're dead to me
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dead to me
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nothing will ever be the same
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it always comes back to you
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at which point will i break?
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cross my heart, hope to die
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memory
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decaying memory
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fashion this knife, thrust into our backs
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welcoming this blood to wash away our sins
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and i'll never go back again
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small cracks; now breaks - now just pieces of you
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rattling in my empty chest
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off time and broken replacing the rhythm
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and filling the void where the heart once was
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i'm so sorry for what you did, but you cannot take it back
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Drowning In Despair
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| And The Sky Went Red |
