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Suicide Hearts {w.BlackVelvetRose}
tried to find you
at the bottom of this bottle
swirling in lust
and the poison of my sins
cigarettes are getting stale
I exhale
& there you are again
swaying in the smoke
money blown
for powder cut on glass
a high to remove your lies
yet this cocaine cries
hundred dollar hookers
fifteen minutes down the drain
your accusing liquid eyes
floating just above the stain
morphine drips
numbing the heart
condemning love
from hardened lips
speeding down a dark road
there ain't nothing left to save
headlights off and gun it
bound for glory. and a grave
at the bottom of this bottle
swirling in lust
and the poison of my sins
cigarettes are getting stale
I exhale
& there you are again
swaying in the smoke
money blown
for powder cut on glass
a high to remove your lies
yet this cocaine cries
hundred dollar hookers
fifteen minutes down the drain
your accusing liquid eyes
floating just above the stain
morphine drips
numbing the heart
condemning love
from hardened lips
speeding down a dark road
there ain't nothing left to save
headlights off and gun it
bound for glory. and a grave
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