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The wind penetrates the glass, chills the skin
My theiving heart shatters knowing yours is lying still with him
As the water fills my lungs, I lack the skill to swim
His last words, "This heart will live if for only her, to kill again"
I sway here
Neither in life nor death, unknowing what I say here
Her empty imprint in these cold sheets cause my heart to freeze as I lay here
In fear of loss in letting go, fear of regret if I stay here
The answers to all your questions hidden inside this blade dear
My speach is growing weak, my stare is glass
She is this road now as I prepare to crash
My theiving heart shatters knowing yours is lying still with him
As the water fills my lungs, I lack the skill to swim
His last words, "This heart will live if for only her, to kill again"
I sway here
Neither in life nor death, unknowing what I say here
Her empty imprint in these cold sheets cause my heart to freeze as I lay here
In fear of loss in letting go, fear of regret if I stay here
The answers to all your questions hidden inside this blade dear
My speach is growing weak, my stare is glass
She is this road now as I prepare to crash