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a wash, workable...
spit out those bloody words
go! go! go! go on, realize the tragic
pretending, whispering, haunting...
this never ends.
these feelings never quit,
this pain never passes
cry it hurts i hardly believe that helps
i don't hope to feel anything again...
i'll drowned on this street
before you come back
fish me out it's all thats left...
slow down this night could last forever.
burn it up
we were pure
blue reflecting off the walls
bottles left scattered.
blood not blood
it hardly matters
with family like this
drowning may be the best to ever happen.
