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Dear Miss
Oh, damn this
Wouldn't how much it snows
In the summer
red iron feet
You'll be a bloody nose

Princess
talk in our sleep
But I dare to sit too close
I can't be Prince
Though secrets are safe
I am the that can't let go

With hair as as night
Her skin, a dead, white
And the red on the bathroom

With every
And every
Tip-toe away
Further away from mistake
I'm no savior; I'm no saint,
not what you needed anyway
All the that you've caught
The bones that you
The blood that you've
You built your body in the coffin you sleep

Let this apartment
'Cause its it needs
I'm the clock to keep you
I think a saint
But swing a thief
And inadvertently you
To believe I'm Prince
Adorn your bedroom with
Take the red from your
And ink it into skin
Now watch you say
Because there's nothing
About the of your sin

With as black as night
Her skin, a dead, white
And the red on the wall

With breath
And intake
further away
Further from his mistakes
I'm no I'm no saint, saint
not what you needed anyway
All the cold that caught
The bones you brought
The blood that you've
You built your body in the where you sleep

(... indecipherable...
Operate, Operate, Operate,
or kill you too...)

With breath
And intake
Tip-toe away
You're bleeding, bloodshot
Tired
I'm no I'm no saint, saint
You need to see the pieces you've thrown
All the cold that you've
The bones you brought
The blood that you've
your body, get the hell away from me