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| Static Symphony I always wanted to see you cry. I never wanted to see you die. You always wanted to tell me bye. Magnetic hands and your heart is made of confusion. Static love and mixed emotions. Never care for a skitz. You�ll leave dry and it�ll leave with lies. Groupies envy and deceit is drowning cars. Parks are bloody and the mountains fog your mind. Angry symphony, bitter symphony. |