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you know my consciousness lies in your vice, grip. Such a turn from normalcy, you can run with my hopes and dreams as long as i get this time to share... this blade is begging at my
wrists for ive been falling for so long, you've got me up to my own in this blood soaked
tragedy, written from day one... so graceful if you never close your fists crushing everything ive learned to stay away from. I loath the day when we descend from heaven to
face the pitts of hell with open arms. I haste the day when everything goes right when
black and white is all thats left and numb, Good and evil blend to make a mess of everyone..
I'll be right here to guard you to paradise if you never close your hands...
wrists for ive been falling for so long, you've got me up to my own in this blood soaked
tragedy, written from day one... so graceful if you never close your fists crushing everything ive learned to stay away from. I loath the day when we descend from heaven to
face the pitts of hell with open arms. I haste the day when everything goes right when
black and white is all thats left and numb, Good and evil blend to make a mess of everyone..
I'll be right here to guard you to paradise if you never close your hands...