I'm always going to have my doubts when you come back around.
I could be one to judge,
but you don't seem so fazed.
No way.
But I'll come back,
and you'll be swimming in your bed,
laying all of your colour to rest.
Like fire your fingers through the dark.
Your omens are crossing your heart.
And anguish is just a foreign threat,
A concept that you'd never get.
So kill me if you couldn't care less.
You couldn't care less.
Eyes rolled back,
now you're swimming in your head.
Laying all of the darkness to waste.
Like water, and fingers through the dark.
Your omens are crossing your heart.
And anguish is just a foreign threat,
A concept that you'd never get.
So kill me if you couldn't care less.
You couldn't care less.
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