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I drink your arms like
Not mine cause I'm not
You judge by pills on your bedside

(If is a way)
I'm unsung, I'm
Is what you want?
When evenings bridge and beat behind my
I even see,
I can't escape, what you only arms away
The covers bruise and pull perfect out from my eyes

Past your eyes I'm not for
I drank my to this
I myself through this

These skies look so
These they bleed vermillion
These look so familiar
Kiss me with some teeth so I know

This is too kitsch for me
Living life in shades of fluorescent
Your pills, your pens bottles of ink
Your azure was green by
God bless the black and eyes,
I to the prose of sleepless nights
Love's first waste is loves last
My addict.

Ten hence they will know me as
The one who came, and never himself.

We kept the charade going as long as we (We favor the brave)
I don't want to look back in ten and say we could have.
We the brave.
I