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[heartattackkk]

Who consoles you when his
hands are placed on another?
You've been looking for the next best thing
what you have has lost its color.
A love like a bitter taste to your tounge.
and all you can think about his how
far you can run till you hit the bottom.

Who sings you to sleep when the
lips of your lover are placed on another?
Light the last cigarette left in your pack.
let the smoke travel through the room.
the ambience only shows you what you lack.
The lights only show your imperfections.
so stay dark, stay hidden.