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Lovers (pre-productions)
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I still dream of never waking up
and confuse not wanting to be alone with "in love"
With repeating hymns still stuck in my head
along side images of her long silky legs
no face attached her heartbeat found dead
I'm trying to purge the thought of her empty bed
Whats a soul but something to share
As I fight off love thats not even there
"Its 3am love and I cant trust you at all"
but im not ready to watch you walk through walls
A faceless figure wearing a shapely dress
A ghost left her body like a exhailed breath
These off time hauntings crawl under my skin
Or maybe its these old feelings that I force within
I watched my dusted breath escape from her body
Nothing lasts forever so why do I keep trying
I watched the dimming sun sink into god
falling head over heals with falling in love
Love is easy as long as she is a sight for sore eyes.
I can hear her voice in every one of my lies
I just want a pulse to grow old with
A empty vessel to sink my feelings in
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Coffin nails are sinking in
Another light has gone out again
I can feel my body drift pass my bones
“and all I ever wanted was to not be alone”
Losing hope a ghost of a man
These mountains won’t move at my broken hands
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I struggle everyday with my own mortality.
I'm just a constant of lost faith.
I'm just an excuse for hate misplaced.
There's not enough iron in my blood to hope this body has a chance at love.
I'm drowning in the water under the bridge with these broken legs locked away with old damage.
I've been through heaven and I've been through hell just to realize that they might not be real.
I've fallen out of love with that exhausted town it been two years and I'm still haunted like a house.
Destiny have you forgotten me or did God just give up on me?
What a shame it must be to be reminded of your soul.
To grow up in a house you cant even call a home.
To sink a casket so deep into your chest.
To swallow skeleton keys and fall in love with death.
Destiny have you forgotten me or did God just give up on me?
I was born to be crushed
Its in my blood to self destruct
and I'll rip this from my chest
and let this heart beat itself to death
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