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Them
Their love is metal
Shavings, it's grating
I feel them screaming
Through my veins, breaking
Haunted words with silent fingers
Strangle me
Lost between my nightmares
And their bruised reality
Voices that only I hear
They keep calling, writing on the windows
Twisting all that I feel
Memories haunting, lurking in the shadows
Though my anger
Is begging for violence
I am a coward
Hiding in Silence
Flashes of memories
Lash out and cut me
As the voices scream
WHY COULDN'T YOU LOVE ME?
Voices that only I hear
They keep calling, writing on the windows
Twisting all that I feel
Memories haunting, lurking in the shadows
Shavings, it's grating
I feel them screaming
Through my veins, breaking
Haunted words with silent fingers
Strangle me
Lost between my nightmares
And their bruised reality
Voices that only I hear
They keep calling, writing on the windows
Twisting all that I feel
Memories haunting, lurking in the shadows
Though my anger
Is begging for violence
I am a coward
Hiding in Silence
Flashes of memories
Lash out and cut me
As the voices scream
WHY COULDN'T YOU LOVE ME?
Voices that only I hear
They keep calling, writing on the windows
Twisting all that I feel
Memories haunting, lurking in the shadows
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