Thin red lines run through my eyes Small drops of salt glide down my face I hold my fists clenched when I try But I can not forget about those days When we were together All used to be fine I will love you forever But you left me in time No such thing as heaven True love does not exist There is a hell however Cause I'm sure that this is it I should forget about you And all the pain you've caused But as soon as I try to I know its you I love Thin red lines move across my chest A few inches remain to be carved Against my skin the knife is pressed But I can not cut you from my heart |
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In this Time of Despair.
When all that you love is dead.
It's my desireless game to be alive.
I'm trying to get well.
And no more cryin' for the end.
A desireless way to be alive.
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In this Time of Despair.
When all that you love is dead.
It's my desireless game to be alive.
I'm trying to get well.
And no more cryin' for the end.
A desireless way to be alive.
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"Art washes from the soul the dust of every life."
-Pablo Picasso
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In this Time of Despair.
When all that you love is dead.
It's my desireless game to be alive.
I'm trying to get well.
And no more cryin' for the end.
A desireless way to be alive.
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