Love, Lust Or Overdose

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    Could you catch me if I fell?
    Drag me back up to the surface
    Hold my eyes open to see what I’ve been missing
    Could you catch me if I fell?
    Could you hold me by the wrist?
    Bleeding bandages and all
    Telling stories that I’ve buried underground
    Terrible stories that I never meant to be found
    Shut my eyes to hide the light
    My ears cannot escape the sound
    These walls are white and shot with red
    Still the messages ever changing
    My hands are cold
    But my hearts on fire
    It’s a curse sometimes
    (It’s a curse sometimes)
    But I wouldn’t change a thing
    This fictions fading out loud
    And you’ll see it when it comes out
    But you’re trying not to stare
    And we’re all suckers for competition
    So wrap your knuckles tight
    But never but away your fear
    Could you guide me through the dark?
    Or the terror all around
    To a place where we can stand under the sun
    Trading miracles for madness of the tongue
    This grace that you admit
    Will keep those shadows on the run
    This fictions fading out loud
    And you’ll see it when it comes out
    But you’re trying not to stare
    And we’re all suckers for competition
    So wrap your knuckles tight
    But never but away your fear
    These walls are white and shot with red
    Still the messages ever changing
    And now as was promised
    I’ll guide you out of the dark
    Don’t feel those noise you hear darling
    Nothing here can hurt you
    As long as I am by your side
    This fictions fading out loud
    And you’ll see it when it comes out
    But you’re trying not to stare
    And we’re all suckers for competition
    So wrap your knuckles tight
    But never but away your fear

    You incense jaded piece of shit
    You know nothing
    You are worthless tell this very day
    My spirit still recovers
    From everything that you would not permit
    After everything we set out to accomplish together
    You sold me down the river for a mere shout of success
    At which you failed miserably
    You will never see the other side
    So help you god

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    This fictions fading out loud
    And you’ll see it when it comes out
    But you’re trying not to stare
    And we’re all suckers for competition
    So wrap your knuckles tight
    But never but
    Away your fear

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