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cry your eyes out, darling |
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cure the laugh lines from your smile |
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set the dark shroud on your brow |
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keep the sunlight from your sight |
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in the small crowd above me |
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lead the conclave of my ties |
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in the somber sonance |
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of the dirge that i devised |
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to lament, to lament the murder |
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i performed when i drowned my ardour |
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in the blood that she let from her cut |
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to escape from the strain to feel good |
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now your force is beginning |
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resurrecting my desire |
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efflorescing within me |
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as your bloom falls where i lie |
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if my breaths recommence, |
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then i'll burn |
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from the caustic regrets in my blood |
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every pulse in the veins, a new wound |
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i'm afraid, i'm afraid to feel you |
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as you flood through the scars you opened |
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i feel the balsamic salve of your flush |
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alkalize and dissolve the mordant |
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every breath is a mend to old wounds |
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as it flows through the veins, i'm renewed |
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finally fit to begin to feel good |