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by Sir Love Coffin
16 lines,
on Sep 21 2:00 AM. In Lyrics, Adult, Dark, Pain, Personal, Goth Rock, Depression, Isolation, Thoughts, Sad
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by Sir Love Coffin
32 lines,
on Sep 21 12:55 AM. In Lyrics, Love, Adult, Dark, Goth, Pop Rock, Coffee, Depression, Isolation, Personal
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by Sir Love Coffin
21 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 8 9:44 PM. In Lyrics, Adult, Pain, Personal, Drugs, Isolation, Depression, Goth Rock, Thoughts
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by Sir Love Coffin
73 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 6 12:05 AM. In Lyrics, Personal, Adult, Isolation, Marijuana, Sad, Pain, Dark, Goth Rock, Thoughts
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you stayed I thought that was the beginning of something beautiful
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Breathe, in, out.
Repeat.
Then swallow the sour taste of lingering memories.
by emotionXxXoverload
98 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 7 3:37 AM. In Pain, starnge comfort, isolation, alone, Dark, Sad, Emo, Depression, Longing, Escape
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by Sir Love Coffin
96 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 28 7:21 PM. In Lyrics, Dark, Adult, Alcohol, Marijuana, Drugs, Isolation, Hatred For The USA, No One
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by Sir Love Coffin
43 lines,
on Jul 15 8:42 PM. In Lyrics, Adult, Dark, Personal, Pain, Isolation, Alcohol, Rape, Goth, Metal, Memories
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December calls upon sleepy woods
wrapping them white with winter
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I'm stuck in this rut,
This curtain on my eyes,
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There’s something very dark about this city.
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There’s nothing more he’d like than absolution:
Abandon from the ceiling of restraint
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by Sir Love Coffin
47 lines,
on Jun 17 12:00 AM. In Lyrics, Dark, Adult, Love, Isolation, Personal, Thoughts, Life, Sad, Pain, Goth, ALC.
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slum squalor
sitting on the edge of the bed
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by Sir Love Coffin
70 lines, 1 comment,
on May 13 3:59 AM. In Lyrics, Adult, Dark, Personal, Pain, Sad, Isolation, Self-Hatred, Goth, Thoughts
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In the suburbs of paradise
there is a virgin playing solitaire
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i've been avoiding all the songs that bring me down and make me long for you
but now i'm in that place where they're the only words that ring true
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the leaves move in shadows
in the coming storm
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The shimmering whisper of silence
Fell upon you
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The dead fetus
Our only memory
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i'm in this cube of solitude
now your rhetoric can't save me now
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