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| Memories, nothing but memories Got them stacked upon my shoulders Pleasant reminders of ugly stories A record of all my one-hit wonders Memories, nothing but failures Got enough to sink me to lifes depths Its the bait that always lures A sentence of sweet asphyxiated death Memories, nothing but this No more than pain, no less than darkness Could run but I'd never find bliss Its my own blended emotional mess Memories, nothing but memories A knife, a rope, a pistol Its nothing but my own bloody reverie Memories, enough to cover my call Breaking into a colorless sky Its nothing, nothing more than memories |
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