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hold me closer kiss my head
telling a pretty boy she prays and under the cross he touches her chest
symbolic of love, symbolic of helplessness
she can't say no but she doesn't regret it.
spine through the skin, a "get laid" bead
you won't understand this if you aren't here
how well do you know her?
lyrics pained from a bottle, bright red paint from a sharp tin can
the last time i hugged her was when i thought i heard an explosion
something's gone off, something's been lost
techno music in the backround, you're swinging
don't tell me you're okay and then decide to give up
don't lie from the smiles, it doesn't make it better.
falling in a cabin in the middle of nowhere
you want your mom but you've made her so distant
the heart wants a hug but your body aches from wanting
it's all want. we all want.
she falls down the stairs and is dragged down laughing,
a scream goes off and we're all running.
how could you kiss her if you didn't love her?
i'm not angry anymore, i'm not resentfull
i want her to have her baby hands again, the short stubby fingers with pink fingernails
she misses laughing, she wants to be the youngest
that toddler picture in the scraped frame looks fine
what do you mean it started before this?
telling a pretty boy she prays and under the cross he touches her chest
symbolic of love, symbolic of helplessness
she can't say no but she doesn't regret it.
spine through the skin, a "get laid" bead
you won't understand this if you aren't here
how well do you know her?
lyrics pained from a bottle, bright red paint from a sharp tin can
the last time i hugged her was when i thought i heard an explosion
something's gone off, something's been lost
techno music in the backround, you're swinging
don't tell me you're okay and then decide to give up
don't lie from the smiles, it doesn't make it better.
falling in a cabin in the middle of nowhere
you want your mom but you've made her so distant
the heart wants a hug but your body aches from wanting
it's all want. we all want.
she falls down the stairs and is dragged down laughing,
a scream goes off and we're all running.
how could you kiss her if you didn't love her?
i'm not angry anymore, i'm not resentfull
i want her to have her baby hands again, the short stubby fingers with pink fingernails
she misses laughing, she wants to be the youngest
that toddler picture in the scraped frame looks fine
what do you mean it started before this?