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learning to see the reds, yellows, purples & blues in the bruises... Lyrics
taking that old dusty book back down from the shelf..
who do we be now, if now for our selves?..
(after all this time we've already spent in hell..
but when you won't even look at me anymore, i guess it's just as
well..)
looking for answers, but nothing helps..
not sure of much of anything i've ever felt..
[ chorus: but i've been learning to see the reds, yellows..purples & blues..
in each & every last one of the bruises... ]
unsanitary, as we lick each others' wounds..
then rip out the stitches, way too soon..
(before any fruition has come to bloom..
just licking at the knife, dangling from the room..)
coughing up blood, in the pneumonia...
now, everything smells like ammonia....
[ chorus: but i've been learning to see the reds, yellows..purples & blues..
in each & every last one of the bruises... ]
who do we be now, if now for our selves?..
(after all this time we've already spent in hell..
but when you won't even look at me anymore, i guess it's just as
well..)
looking for answers, but nothing helps..
not sure of much of anything i've ever felt..
in each & every last one of the bruises... ]
then rip out the stitches, way too soon..
(before any fruition has come to bloom..
just licking at the knife, dangling from the room..)
coughing up blood, in the pneumonia...
now, everything smells like ammonia....
in each & every last one of the bruises... ]
Song Info
Submitted by
idontimagineyouandi On Jan 28, 2021
More smiles wrapped in gauze
no vampires
angel of death
(de)compositions for the mentally ill...
the rosey red drains from cheeks..
gravely mistaken..
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