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Sometimes things are better left unsaid Sometimes bad blood should be forgotten We have the past to move ahead Poisonous dreams etched in my head All this wasted time when stubborness was king It could've been different, there should've been smiles "Hope" you are my queen, you suffer the blows of wounded hearts and endless miles Eye lids sewn shut Mouthful of blood and scabs through all the madness Forgot to release Forgot to confess Remember this, my sullen face You won't deny, you can't erase the substance spawned in the past You say something that bleeds through me I soak it in and live by it From Letras Mania