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I spent my whole like taking cures that never take affect
I spent my whole like drinking whiskey, crashing cars
and breaking necks
there's monsters under my bed
there's monsters in my head
there's monsters in my stomach
I keep them so well fed
my heart is a child stuck in a well
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Alexis
02:55
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if looks could kill
I pray that all the muscles in her face stay still
she's always had bad taste in men
but good taste in heroin
I tried to tell her that it wouldn't work
scar tissue in our veins and her blood on my shirt
she looked me in the eye and said it doesn't hurt
then she opened up my mind and filled my head with dirt
If broken hearts could mend
id super glue myself together and id start again
pay no attention to my broken spine
when I soak it in gasoline and red wine
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3. |
Not Flowers
02:21
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we plant seeds of hope
with no expectation to see them grow
we hold hands and kiss each other's cheeks
although we know its only for show
we hold hands and kiss each others cheeks
cant afford the blood that's lost
although the cost is ironically cheap
ironically we loose sleep
we've been staying up all night counting sheep
we climb mountains that lead to taller mountains
each one increasingly more steep
hold on to my hand
it feels good
hearts made of metal
and skin made of wood
don't I know you from somewhere?
my eyes are so heavy and I feel like shit
I don't want to be alive anymore
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