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| LYRICS: |
| TATTERDEMALION Reality check at hand, you look back once more Into a room of things you once had, the last score Reaching ever so desparately through flames To something, someone you can never save Though the love that went once came And after everything your heart had gave Nothing really matters anyways No, no one really cares anyways So cold, you've been ripped from a warmth so great Singing melodies, luring you forever in, love the bait A pain that you've never had, has just struck through Really, though, the consumption, it ate you alive But then again, when your heart was in hand, right on cue Squishing it between fingertips of satin, you strive Nothing really matters anyways No, no one really cares anyways Stun, the bait no longer there Hah, look at that Watch as a finger curls Into something you've never imagined Nothing really matters anyways No, no one really cares anyways |