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Lunascocityby ~XWulvyn
untitledlooking at me with your cold eyes, watching me as all hope dies, preventing me from running away, your lips twist and curl to sayuntitled
[chorus1] there is no escaping, there is no truth, there is no life, you live thru death there is no hope, not any more there is only me, and your dying soul
eyes, they wonder all about trying to be calm and not to shout the fear that works on my dismay, shaking, i'll stare you down as i say
[chorus2] take from me what you have and you must, i don't fear you, and it's you i can't trust kill me fast,
by ~XWulvyn
you're not forgotteni could remember the days we were so close now we're miles apart i'm just a ghost nowyou're not forgotten
i could remember those times we fought but, we'd end up crying in each others arms
did you forget my name? did you forget the feeling? did you lie to me? have you forgotten it all?
[chorus] are you forgiven? you're not fogotten and i'd see it everytime you'd call but this mystery, and this misery,
between it, i lost it all...
i'll apologize, but what for? i never asked for more i wasn't the one who lied ab
by ~XWulvyn
i'm falling(it's funny how you believe) i believe you every now and then (and it's not gonna change me) in the end...i'm falling
it's not funny- what you do to yourself and it's not right what this is doing to us
[chorus] and i'm falling, faster than before i'm crawling, open up that door i'm twisted, about to hit the floor i'm dying, but you don't care anymore
and all these times, i stood by you we were the best of friends, are we thru? what hapened to us? what seperated us two? what's gonna happen? i haven't a clue
i know when you're
by ~XWulvyn
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Internal decadence. This world will rip itself apart. All we need to do is sit back and pick up the pieces.
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Internal decadence. This world will rip itself apart. All we need to do is sit back and pick up the pieces.
..............Here's a tip, too many raspberries give you gas....
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Internal decadence. This world will rip itself apart. All we need to do is sit back and pick up the pieces.
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Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls.
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Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls.
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