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YOU CAN STILL SAVE HER
Can you make sure I'm alive?
Could you whisper through the door?
Does this heart still have rhythm?
Does my pulse vibrate the floor?
In the haze she's made her home
Skinwalker consumed
I dangle lights for finding ways
In the direction to her soul...
There's a reason that she's high now-
There's an ocean where she cries and bleeds-
And screams
Save me...
From this crimson,and blue sea..
Blood and tears
Flood the car
Miss the vein
Open doors
Circulating
Into storms
And I
Will gladly die
In your pinhole riddled arms ..
Could you whisper through the door?
Does this heart still have rhythm?
Does my pulse vibrate the floor?
In the haze she's made her home
Skinwalker consumed
I dangle lights for finding ways
In the direction to her soul...
There's a reason that she's high now-
There's an ocean where she cries and bleeds-
And screams
Save me...
From this crimson,and blue sea..
Blood and tears
Flood the car
Miss the vein
Open doors
Circulating
Into storms
And I
Will gladly die
In your pinhole riddled arms ..
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