The sand slips mercilessly through the hourglass and the poison seeps into your veins; warm hearts turn cold, old scars burn alive weathered tears lean heavily on the stranger's eyes. ---
Isn't it annoying when you can just feel yourself getting sick? The bones start aching, everything seems to be processing at a slower speed and you realise all that you're looking forward to is just a warm snuggle under your quilt.
Brrr, I hate getting sick! ---
Oh what are we doing We are turning into dust Playing house in the ruins of us
Running back through the fire When there's nothing left to save It's like chasing the very last train when it's too late
Oh it tears me up I try to hold on, but it hurts too much I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay
You can't play on broken strings You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel I can't tell something that ain't real
Well the truth hurts, And lies worse How can I give anymore When I love you a little less than before?
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