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Stars
Can you feel her wrapped around your spine,
Do you feel her nails under your scarred skin?
I can't bear to breathe,
But I can't hold it in.
The stars above mocked me,
Basking me in their soft ambience.
My music fades to the background as I
Listen to your breathing.
Calm,
Steady.
Pulse raised, heart pounding.
How could it have turned out like this?
Like a marionette you force my movements,
Plan my actions.
Cut the strings, cut the strings.
I can't face the truth,
It's been a weakness of mine for a while now.
You're building me up just to watch me
Drop, fall, stumble down
The path I wish to leave behind,
But it's one of those things that never really evaporates.
It's always peering out from the thick veils of promise
Suspended in front of your eyes.
Suffocating me,
You're venomous, the worst kind of poison.
In search of the antidote I'll never find.
An endless quest to the depths of my mind.
But still, I search.
Disregarding my feable apologies and my distant pleas.
Dim the lights, dim the lights.
Please set me free,
This false hope is tearing us apart
Subconsciously.
Do you feel her nails under your scarred skin?
I can't bear to breathe,
But I can't hold it in.
The stars above mocked me,
Basking me in their soft ambience.
My music fades to the background as I
Listen to your breathing.
Calm,
Steady.
Pulse raised, heart pounding.
How could it have turned out like this?
Like a marionette you force my movements,
Plan my actions.
Cut the strings, cut the strings.
I can't face the truth,
It's been a weakness of mine for a while now.
You're building me up just to watch me
Drop, fall, stumble down
The path I wish to leave behind,
But it's one of those things that never really evaporates.
It's always peering out from the thick veils of promise
Suspended in front of your eyes.
Suffocating me,
You're venomous, the worst kind of poison.
In search of the antidote I'll never find.
An endless quest to the depths of my mind.
But still, I search.
Disregarding my feable apologies and my distant pleas.
Dim the lights, dim the lights.
Please set me free,
This false hope is tearing us apart
Subconsciously.
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