A cherry sunset blossoms,
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But we're not there to watch it fall,
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On the vacant canvas, we should be waiting,
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with our face down on the grass,
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Staring till our eyes give way,
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Let's paint this city black,
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While the night's still young,
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You,
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This cherry sunset withers,
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Our words, as frail as paper,
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A dawn I thought we'd never see,
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Alone on this silent beach,
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There is nothing we can do,
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There is nothing we can do,
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The sky, it burns itself out,
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The sky, it burns itself out,
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The sky, it burns itself out,
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The sky, it burns itself,
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The trees rot down to nothing,
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Throats dry out and corpses fill the sidewalks,
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These promenades, our graveyards,
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The sky, it burns itself out,
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The sky, it burns itself out,
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There is nothing we can do,
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The sky, it burns itself,
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And I think we're all about to fucking die,
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The trees rot down to nothing,
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Throats dry out and corpses fill these sidewalks,
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These promenades, our graveyards,
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Kneeling down on what's left, sacrificed upon dooms day,
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Oh, if we could take it back and see one last twilight,
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Take a picture, take a picture,
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Take a picture, take a picture,
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Take a picture,
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Take a picture, take a picture,
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Take a picture, take a picture,
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It will last longer,
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Our hands in prayer formation,
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Our elbows on the bed,
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One last try for Heaven,
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Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?,
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You're dead,
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When you're dead,
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Cherry, cherry,
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Cherry, cherry,
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Cherry, cherry,
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Cherry, cherry,
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Cherry, cherry,
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A cherry sunset,
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Who Wants Flowers When They're Dead? Nobody...
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| Bring Me The Horizon |
