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| And the glint you have is wet An avalanche of silver The trash and garbage of a sculpture You carved out of me Well I was shiny once I had a bit of beauty And now a shred of silver and a tear Are all that's left of me And the glint you have is wet From where you wiped my face You promised me it wouldn't hurt To chip away at silver skin Well, I believed you Not cause I'm gullible And not cause I wanted to I just expected more from you I thought you'd tell me the truth And the glint you have is wet Leftovers from making love Well I am silver and always was But you tainted all my shine So I will get it back from you If I have to cry until my death Cause the tears run down my tarnished body And make my silver wet |
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