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You say the vultures are calling for your last breath. |
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And the rhythm of your heartbeat stopped |
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For no more pain, you'll ask for death by name. |
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Skin deep, solace in violence. |
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Self destructive catharsis. |
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We fan the flames on yourselves. |
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There's no warmth in burning just ashes. |
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Try and clip your own wings before they |
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Can, try and cope with a blood soaked smile. |
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There's no warmth in burning just ashes. |
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We're in a car crash and painfully aware of the |
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Motion, covered in stains that will never wash away. |
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Just reaching out for a sense of peace in the rain. |
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Like reaching hands that never, |
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Like reaching hands that never connect. |
