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If I gave you pretty enough
Could you a picture of us that works
An emphasis on
than design

Aren't you tired I will carry you
On a back and blown out knees
I have been you are
For a

you tired of being weak?
Such rage you could scream
All the stars out of the sky
And destroy the starry night
Every that I die

I am exhumed just a little human
And lot more bitter and
I am exhumed just a less human
And lot more and cold
I am exhumed just a less human
And lot bitter and cold
I am exhumed just a less human

After all these images of
Have cut right you
I will kiss scar and weep
You are not

Then I'll you that place
In my chest where my
tries to beat
It tries to beat

you tired of being weak?
Such that you could scream
All the stars out of the sky
And the prettiest starry night
Every evening I die

Live, love, burn, die
Live, love, burn, die
Live, love, burn, die
Live, love, burn, die