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This curse runs through my veins
Has there ever been a purpose to the pain
Throw away the day
Too heavy of a burden to sustain
Still standing
I'll let the memory
Still standing
I'll let the memory fade
Now call this dead weight
Chained to the ankle
You were overcome by bloodlust
Never again ever again will I stare into those eyes I loved
Liar found drowning in the blood between us
Love lost
If there was ever a heart to cease from beating
Upon cover to cover
I flip through as if unmoored atrocity on chest
I slide in gutters feet greased hands deceased
Try it to try how far can I dry my running nose till I hear that kitty cry
Pesticide
Pesticide
A meal for both sides
The only constant that's become apparent to me
Is that a life spent
Is a life spent in misery
Still praying for the end
Still praying
Praying for the end
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So Below
03:41
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Abuse me misuse me
Denial was the lead
Induce me reduce me
Siphon what you need
Dissect me consume me
Just to watch me bleed
Absence has found its home within our heart
I hear your worried words
Dear friend I really hope you get some rest
Curse at god for life's reset
Echoed by those empty words for growth and progress
Who knew that I was just like the rest
Another empty vessel with a lack of promise
Misguided soul lead by a forked tongue
Lead me on into a life devoid of love
I drove a blade through my wrist
In attempt to find an end to all of it
I couldn't save myself
I couldn't save myself
I heard a voice cry out
You'll be stuck with the doubt
You couldn't save yourself
You couldn't save yourself
From letting it all bleed out
I wore your noose around my neck
Misguided soul lead by a forked tongue
You'll never win
You'll never win
Lead me on into a life devoid of love
I drove a blade through my wrist
You'll never win
You'll never win
In attempt to find an end to all of it
A whisper on your skin
Witness the shiver run down your spine as I speak of the greater sin
Confessions trapped within my ribs
As I satiate my hunger with the venom off of your lips
Lesson learned in how to never to trust again
Oh baby I am much wiser this time
Your love was so pretentious
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Semicolon
03:05
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Cater to my cadence
Stumbling around
A local drunk dwelling on his past
Where can I rest my head?
Paper thin
Is there a way to cease this loss of blood
I am the virus that hinders your vessel from coagulation
Let me make my bed where I lie
Let me find solace in a starry night
Acceptance not for myself but to realize that I have placed myself here
Will you still want me around if I continue down this beaten path
To the troubled minds that have left behind
I promise that there is a place left for us to exist
I will stand with you
If you learn to stand for yourself
I promise despite the process
This breath is worth the risk
Blinded by rage and bound in depression
I learned how to abandon this marriage between a blade and my wrist
Broken
Dismissed
I learn how to stand alone and find a light that helped me say out loud
That there is a place left for us to exist
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Town Destroyer Houston, Texas
A collection of souls searching for a place to vent
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