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put your hands all over me
let it burn, let it seethe
let it stain, let it bleed
it's just a reminder that we both hurt more than we care to remember
it's just a reminder that this will hurt more than we'll care to remember
drink from the whisky on my lips
to kill the indifference
we'll tear at every inch that we can get

Poet I'm sick of your pretty lies.
And it was about the song that sang of the shelves I wished you on.
Now sing along.
And I used to wish my heart as good my heart as strong.
And I used to wish I.
Don't say it's gone.
I'll pull the truth to you.
And even if it breaks us both down.

our histories, they hold no apologies
and how we suffer what we can't, what we won't let go
you sad little man, you scared little girl
you're passing torches pissed out long ago
so long ago
choke this beast on the cord which it feeds
(hand over fist, sew up your wrists, live to shine again)
oh, my mother, I'll see you hurt no more

Fucker break down I beg you.
Look backwards all I ever wanted was to hear
"Son sorry i was gone it's been so long."
What you build. What you've built.
Means nothing weighted against what you've left behind.
You let twenty years slide and in my heart i'd always hoped you'd try

tried to fall away but gravity wouldn't agree
(with black eyes look behind) with forked tongues
and lie stained lips we weigh what we have against
what we can hold with forked toungues and lie stained
lips we sing DEMONS DANCE WHEN REASON SLEEPS
and we've yet to wake. its the skin we hide behind

I'm the knife at your throat, I'm the whore in your bed, I'm the hell on your hands, I'm the noose slipped around your neck, I'm the grave that you dig, the fix you wish you'd never fed, I'm the shame you can't shake away, I'm the damp that lies between your legs.
But oh, you couldn't love me more so sing us one last time.
I'm the knife at your throat, I'm the whore in your bed, I'm the hell on your hands, I'm the noose slipped around your neck, I'm the grave that you dig, the fix you wish you'd never fed, I'm the shame you can't shake away, I'm the damp that lies between your legs.
I'm the spear in your side, I'm the black that grows beneath your eyes, I'm the words you wish you'd never said, I'm the doubt that hangs above your head.
But oh, I've never loved you more, let us sing one last time, one last dance before one last goodnight.
Goodnight, my love.

I stared you down so hard I burnt your shadow to the wall
And through the haze you served a slow pull from grace
At a drunken pace
I've nothing to sell you, nothing to trade
What would you have me give? what would you let me take?
Let fall past your lips a siren's kiss
To temper the crash of dawn
Sister sing along "twilight be sweet"

And I begged the summer that stole spring to stay.
And this is struggling to find the faith I lost when you fell away.
And it's remembering you silver and golden that scares me.
Because when the memories fade it makes you feel like you don't own a thing.
And he said boy be good.
And I'm trying

cornered, drawn and quartered
you've forever bound this beast to you
and when we sleep, it sharpens its teeth
it licks its jowls and, threatens to gnaw free
oh my angel, are you scared, are you scorned?
has your faith been shaken too deeply to ignore?
there is one step stolen for every taken forward
there's two prides and three lives breaking

thought this walk might sober me

but i only got lost in dreaming

i held hope high,

down to copper and up to stars

and i swear i tried to find the light in this i held my breath for as long as i could hold on.
you've known i'm not much for complaining.
but there's not much left of me this winter got the best of me.
december killed the best of me.
and i'm sure it's been catching and gaining but how could you see.
and even if you spun cartwheels with sparklers in your hands it wouldn't be enough for me.
december killed the best of me.
and i just called and i just wrote to say goodbye.

If I make it home with what I have left i'll never ever leave again.
And I don't know if it was the weight of your words or the way you said my name.
Say my name.
That sent me packing.
I stagger away.
If I never see your face again it won't kill me half as much as it will keep me alive.
Keep me alive.
Two hundred fifty miles and I still can't shake the thought of your place.