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The Birthday Massacre Pins Needles

I'm looking at a face, a pointed chin Towards the sky, an arrogance It easily betrays the closest friend No moment lost, no consequence A circle starts

All these broken pieces left unglued Should never find their way into The hands of someone like you I'm in the dark, I'm alone around you I've never

It's not enough To find a moment As light moves away We'll leave tonight On empty highways There's no coming back here The painted hallways, forever

Erasing these two photographs Is just a waste of time The danger's in the subtlety Between the evening and the night Two hearts beating, one beats the

I can't decide which one of us will leave here alive Your fingers breaking as I place them over mine The only thing I need is time To change your mind

Repeating words until they're true It slows the breathing Pretend they never came from you It kills the feeling I'm not what you want You said what I

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