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| iNtRo: THE SUN'S WARMTH IS CHILLING ME THE DULLED KNIFE IS KILLING ME THE SUN'S WARMTH IS CHILLING ME THE DULLED KNIFE IS KILLING ME... VeRsE: I STRUM THE STRINGS OF THE PASTTO START A BETTER LIFE ALMOST BELIEVING THE SOUNDS NOT TRUE NO MORE DISCRETION FLOWING THROUGH MY EYES MY HEART ACHES AM I STILL IN TUNE CAPTURE THE SUN'S WARM RAYS TRYING TO HOLD THEM TIGHT GENTLY BUT SURELY A HINT OF CRIES STRUMMING MUCH FASTER THE SPEED GROWING STEADILY OUT OF UNCERTAINTY THEY SLOWLY BUT TIME PALPITATION OF THE LINES TO SLOWLY BEND ANXIETY STRICKEN OF WHAT MUST BE THEN THE DESOLATE SONG PLAYS THROUGH MY CLOUDED MIND WITHOUT WARNING IT'S MY ONLY TRUE FRIEND... cHoRuS: THE SUN'S WARMTH IS CHILLING ME THE DULLED KNIFE IS KILLING ME DON'T TURN AWAY WHEN I'M UNHAPPY DON'T WALK AWAY BECAUSE THE PAIN WON'T LEAVE ME THE SWIFT CRY IS INSIDE OF ME GLORIOUS LUST OF MINE IS NOT LOVE TO ME DON'T TURN AWAY OR I'LL BE A MURDER CRIME DON'T WALK AWAY MY CUTS WILL FORCE MY END OF TIME! VeRsE: INSOMNIA IS ANOTHER STATE OF AN ANGUISHED MIND TRYING FRANTICALLY TO BREAK ON THROUGH THE SONG REPEATS WITH IT'S DESPERATION IT PLAYS IN MONO TO BEST DESCRIBE YOU A GENTLE WAVER OF AN UNSOAKED RAINLESS NIGHT TOO DARK FOR THE LIGHT TO SHINE BACK TO LIFE SELF DESTRUCTION DIVING INTO PAINLESS FRIGHT INTERNAL PREMONTIONS THAT DESIRE THAT KNIFE THE SONGS CONTINUE IN A DULL PAIN UNCOMPARED THIS DULL SHARP PAIN WISHES THE END OFYOUR SHAME PAST CLOTTED BLOOD SEEKS FREEDOM ONCE AGAIN UNHEALING SCARS YOU CAN ONLY BE TO BLAME! cHoRuS: |
| Written by froman for D.C. |
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