lie with those sweet words that fall from your lips stare so cold and calculating worth the risk escape from this life of expectations to finally die
I've seen nations I've seen empires rise and fall in your eyes just enough to come crawling back to you but not enough to turn the tide the song she
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the voices carry still across these dull great plains growing louder everyday sinking back to habits dying hard your arms are so familiar these wounds
switchblade feel the tempered steel against your skin so innocent orchestrate this demise and shut up and pay attention searching for an artery of blind
I never noticed the color of your eyes until I saw them in the reflection of this knife. green with envy for a life you never had. bloodshot contempt
Somehow I knew that this would end and then I finally found my way back home. This is all one master plan to keep us spinning down this endless well...
stage set curtain song queued expectation spotlight act one applause/bow repeat steps can't you see right now my hands are bleeding blisters broken
Reap my soul. I whisper cruel words that only I can hear. I dream in a never ending line of tragedy. disposition neckbraced by insecurity. Let freedom