"The Hanging Sun" as written by and M. Gira H. Crosby....
Glass eyes staring at uncaring hands, your sitting alone in the dark again with empty bottles by your side and blood stained sheets, your still trying to hide
Living alone in your personal hell reciting lies until they're safe to tell, your precious act made me think I care
Fuck those nights I'm never coming back
Those fucking nights some slept in chains hardly ever speaking
Others mourning to ears that were never listening
We stayed up all night twisting old memories all pieced together and incomplete
The hanging sun watches me as I fall

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