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lyrics
Pride worn poorly, around her neck
Her lips taste of better days
Her lips taste of sin
“Just hang on,” she said
This hate and hurt a noose
Ever tighter it coils
Around her hope
Around her heart
A single locust in the plague
Does her part, takes pride in her work
While the night blesses those ideas
The day abhors
Cut and paste her broken thoughts
Her eyes are heavy with hate
Swallowed by the night
By a thread she hangs
Cut and paste her broken thoughts
Her eyes are heavy with hate
Used bodies using bodies
Breathing their last breaths
Alcohol erodes regret
She's heaven sent but hell-bent
Cut and paste her broken thoughts
Her eyes are heavy with hate
Heavy, her eyes are heavy with hate
There will be blood, there always is
She sees shadows creeping into her smile
She hears those whispers: “there will be blood”
She sees shadows creeping into her smile
She hears those whispers: “there will be blood”
Swallowed by the night
To impede the healing process
No heart left unscathed
To impede the healing process
No heart left unscathed