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This is a poor excuse for creativityA backlash at my violated libertyStand close to me and you'll feel the panicThis is dedicated to unnecessary damageI can still hear you yelling from the bathroomI don't wanna leave now, but I know I'll have toWho knows what happens after the death of laughterI realise the termination of this chapterIt's in the best interest for both our bloodstreamsMy veins connect to form a clot it's self destructingThis relationship was nothing but a diseaseI folded it to save it but got lost within the creaseNow I'm hoping I can't recognise the picturesBlurred out faces and the bodies are disfiguredMy memory doesn't serve me so wellThe misery is merely just a mask I can't unveilThere's a history that both of us are tied toUnderneath the arguments and faces that we lied toEvery second adds more fuel to the flamesI cut off the oxygen along with the painSo let this story motivate the resurrectionOf what you do we're with no recollectionOf that night the light was so contaminatingHere's a stain that has left me sadly waitingAnother chance to improve my response timeLetras de cancionesSomething here keeps coming back to haunt my-Non-existance in the path that you've chosenMy heartbeat stops and my lips remain frozenIt's colder than it ever wasShivering and glancing at the scars on my thumbsMatchsticks would ignite when I snappedAsk this man what he would do to get that backAnything if it was one sober eveningA witness to your wants and everything that lies between themNever lost in the fantasies or daydreamsThis is reality confused with a maybeI don't think this should be placed on the shelfA re-evaluation of acceptance and of selfI boarded up every door inside my house Forwarding the messages to unknown accountsI'm just a puppet, strung up to crucifixesWho will miss this abusiveness of wishesI'm not the person that I thoght I wasTravelling through time on a search for loveSo let this story motivate the resurrectionOf what you do we're with no recollectionOf that night the light was so contaminatingHere's a stain that has left me sadly waitingAnother chance to improve my response timeSomething here keeps coming back to haunt my- Non-existance in the path that you've chosenMy heartbeat stops and my lips remain frozenAt the discretion of the listeners healthThis is a letter that I wrote to myselfNot to include any persons from my past And present interactions are never going to lastI only travel to escape that sense of homeI only write 'cause it's the only thing I knowI only breathe for the people around meI live for you all but you could all live without meYou could all live without meBut you allYou could all live without me From Letras Mania