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Some lyrics I wrote some time around February 2006. |
| End Transmission Oh my dearest one We've destroyed on another Empty bullet gun Blood runs colder by the weather Nerves send trouble And my hand now it trembles Piles useless rubble My fingers shotgun never fumbled keeping us together Like the stitches on a sweater Fading bitter memory Just wait it only gets better Sounding loud obnoxious Everything gold seems to gleam Stomache turns nautious Please tell me you believe Hearts strangled restless Keeping this to the theme... I know my words are pointless now |