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No hope here

Once again, songs are movie ideas. Thisone is about a drug addict with heart break.

I found every screaming bone in my body,
and none of them are sober.
I found everything that made me happy,
and it all lead to you.
Oh, what a vicious trail it may be.
But, its pain that the heart breaths.
I can feel it flowing through vains,
and i can feel every thought screaming in my brain.

No hope here.

It's been so long since i've prayed,
and i dont pray for anything good.
It's been so long since i felt anything good,
even if i did i don't think i could.
What new mysteries stay in my sweet decay,
made of unpleasanthood?
What new things are lost in the things i've crossed,
And the things i've come to love?

Nope hope here.

Now that my branches are all gone
and whats left is a stump of a man.
I've been told to take god's hand,
but how can i love when my love is shortend?
I've been told there's no time for play,
no laugh or sing (just solitude)
What new mysteries stay in my sweet decay
when everything feels so fucking new?

No hope here.

And now that everything strays from my head
I think of myself as a broken key.
There was once a use for me, but now theres not.
Now there's someone new to open the lock.
I can feel it flowing through my fingers and eyes
and theres no stopping it (god, why. oh, why.)
Oh, pour body your just a hole in the wall.
Nothing left to hold, and nothing left to fall.

No hope here.