solid steel, cold and angry
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bitter leather, silver terror of the distance between us now
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whitest pallor of blackest lips
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i have always stared at them and drowned my sails inside of you
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my whole body in a rage over
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air-brushed battles we have waged
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so terrified
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so terrified
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to divide and conquer the
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running-drunken-splendor over
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screaming blackest waters
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and the blood we shed
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in moondrop tears
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to remember the broken bottles
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railroad ties so torn and mangled
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that safer place - we had everything
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inching closer, salt of your fingers
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pressed against you, legs could not bear the weight of night, nor the stain of light
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heavy scent of pain in the air
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weeping for the stillness did not comfort us
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only frightened me
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to divide and conquer the
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running-drunken-splendor over
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screaming blackest waters
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and the blood we shared
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in moondrop tears
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now we lay a shallow grave
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to the end of sunlit days
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but we could have changed
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everything
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and forever
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i will carry your prayers to my lips
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returning the warmth to its master
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as you fade away
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in moondrop tears
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-oh god, i have always loved you. . .
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of moondrop tears
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| Autumn |
