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Strung by vein to running mouth
Your whispers are the catalyst
Somebody please, breath lies
My blood's not thick enough

I can't hear my heart beat
When you shut up (SHUT THE FUCK UP) Shut up

Still waiting for last rites
Still waiting on a goodbye kiss
To sever the dead flesh
And walk away a part of you
Please don't tell me
You're useless, with threaded lip
My hands went numb
To feel like you

I should have known you were no angel
By the way you said my name
I'm, running out of
Perfect moments
I've grown tired of
Clothing the blood
To whom it may concern
You'll never keep my scars from healing
You'll never leave my bridges burning

Consciousness comes and goes
Like the routine of three lost words
Lovers lay dead, lovers
Lovers lay dead, love
Lovers lay dead, lovers
Lovers lay dead, love

And when you're bound and gagged
I defy you, to define me [x3]
It's the only way
To feel like I'm still breathing
I long for fresh air
Cleansed of sedition
The waters listen
Closer that I will
Tell them everything
Then take a deep breath

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Prom Song
Every Time I Die

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