Stains on the neck from when we cried
Those bloody tears
Each note I wouldn't play
Compounded another one of your fears

Blood on the strings

I can't bring myself to change them
It shows that once I felt something

I dreamed that you weren't really gone
But hiding in our loft
Turns out there were some things I might have said
If we'd had the time

Death on my mind

I cut my finger
I cut my-
It fucking hurts
Now I only speak to you
Through written verse

How I wish this would change
Have our past and present erased
Have you never leave me alone
Have my darkness seep into your soul


Lyrics submitted by Si_duffers

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