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One more time and I might not survive

As agony fizzes away
mark yourself a new day
across the orange grove
into a place no one knows

As the day dies away
target reflections inspire a new day
across the silk of mahogany and mauve
into a place no one knows

Like a candle wick fuse that goes straight through you
dandy dust, expiry date combust
seek yourself, seek yourself
like somebody in somebody else

As the darkness is swept away
found a new sound, why the fuck have I been down
is nobodies guess and that's why I feel blessed
to have you, to have you,
like nobody should, like nobody should

I would like to see you hanging on a wall
for me to perspire and my skin to crawl
your agony bleeds through us all
your for me to perspire and my skin to crawl
hanging on a wall, hanging on wall
your fucking dead deed is the masterful beauty in us all

April, May, June, July
all the seasons are your eyes
I count your lucky stars
form Jupiter to mars
I saw myself in you
I see myself in you
sketching the surface of a ocean blue
I see myself in you
revive your soul, were all fucking broke
hanging on for dear life
hanging on for dear life
one more time and I might not survive
 
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