It's hard to make these letters
look as beautiful as you
a word too soft too frail to be uttered
or be places to be dreamed

My blood was an untrusty ink tonight

With lips and hands
that will never meet again
Please understand that these are the years
and I just can't bare to see them wasted

My blood was an untrusty ink tonight
on that back of this photograph
my words fell short of our last goodbye

Bottoms up you fuckers
this is your last release
your libations are undead to me


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Boy Gets What He Wants song meanings
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