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it tasted like cocaine on my lips
taken from cotton candy clouds
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[imperfection never looked this beautiful]
as i grasped insecurity from the edge
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she held her cocaine cigarette
in the palm of her left hand
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[old records; .spin.spin.]
while the moon dances by herself
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[i want to listen to; old cassette tapes]
remembering something better than this
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falling down rabbit holes
& another heart plummets
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i'm feeling as if the world is black
distorted [&] congested
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i saw my own grave in my sleep
it haunted me as tears fell down
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she can't stop bleeding
within all the scars
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remember those scars i held inside
after everything i've ever felt
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i never could understand why i fell
inside this dark shell i hid myself
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concepts of
life and death
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i don't get how the world could be so black
so empty as if there was no such thing
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she sat alone in the corner
as tears spilled from her
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the rain falls from cocaine clouds like they were tears taken from blue eyes of heaven. i see puddles reflecting my empty porcelain face, a
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this nightmare gets way too real
& another heart shaped gunshot
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i'm falling down the rabbit hole
in search of something more than this
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heartbreak [&] self inflicted wounds
she tells herself it's nothing but a lie
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i live inside a black and white facade that drips with acid cocaine tears. imagination is only just a dream and these scars are only just a
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she's relying on the medication
to help soothe her pain she's holding
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maybe you're imagining everything
the voice inside my head speaks to me
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i know how it feels to be stuck in the middle
standing on broken glass
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i showed you all these tears falling from these porcelain eyes. reflections covering the broken glass. painted another dimension within the
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you're trying to blend in by faking your personality and your style. you think it's cool to pretend to be somebody else because you feel as
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i see the moon facing down
it's light bleeding within shadows
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i saw myself on the other side of the mirror asking myself the same questions as before. i felt like the queen in sleeping beauty, although
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i hang on to the edges of platinum stars
stitching together this universe of dark
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i carried all these burdens
as the fire burned
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she is standing in front of a bleeding mirror, holding on to her wrists. as tears fall down her face, she's breathing in gasoline and her h
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i'm running around in circles
trying to escape the truth
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i attached my heart to a letter to see who would open it. nobody did. i searched these nightmares for days, for the answers to why. i bleed
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i break the magic mirrors
as bad luck attaches to these bones
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i'm suddenly falling down
not able to see your face
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maybe i'm drifting away like nothing
the pure blackness of it all
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i suppose life isn't really what you make it, drifting away like you're another lost memory. scars burned in to a pale white corpse that on
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