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hold me desolate
(written with JohnFeddeler)
as summer bleeds the last shades of emerald
sinking to the ebony pit of dead emotions
submerged within withered dreams and decayed love
why should it carry on, when the last of hope is gone?
the roses's thorn, the scorpion's sting
heartache all the sad songs bring
we sleep with sin and love, abuse
and when the fortune wheel spins, you lose
you lose...
as summer bleeds the last shades of emerald
sinking to the ebony pit of dead emotions
submerged within withered dreams and decayed love
why should it carry on, when the last of hope is gone?
the roses's thorn, the scorpion's sting
heartache all the sad songs bring
we sleep with sin and love, abuse
and when the fortune wheel spins, you lose
you lose...
Published 22nd Aug 2014
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22nd Aug 2014 2:29am
22nd Aug 2014 6:28am
22nd Aug 2014 3:23am
Ah the beat is there I hear it as I read the words to this. Thank you much for the comment. :)
