So the mourning after heartbreak got me tearstained
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And all my cries have hurt my sides in losing you pain
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All these bruises and misuses will become scars
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Just a norm for tragic born with all their broken hearts
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I'm losing grip
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Only holding on by finger tips
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Cry crimson tears without you
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Cry crimson tears without you
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Cry crimson tears without you
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Crimson tears
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So the morning before heartbreak has not yet broke
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But my heart bleeds through my flesh in crimson I soak
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All this pain corrupts my soul discoloured within
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All the crimson is my prison formed from tainted skin
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I'm losing grip
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Only holding on by finger tips
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Cry crimson tears without you
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Cry crimson tears without you
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Cry crimson tears without you
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Crimson tears
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Crimson Tears
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| Cassie Steele |
