HIPV- The point

  • My voice is tired I can barely speak a whisper these words We clear our minds And these broken bottles and glasses Heal our lives. So drinks to the skies and blood to your eyes This rooftop is understanding So swallow your pride, or choke till you die Cause this fall's unforgiving So call on your angels To get your fall tonight And I'll crawl on my hands Pouring out my insides. I'll wait for you Hoping to change your mind Hoping's all I can do. These days are tired and the nights are overwhelming As we spoke through silence A routine silence, with nothing more to say So drinks to the skies And blood to your eyes I'll be understanding Tonight I'll understand everything tonight.
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