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Your arrow and my head an apple which sits on top of my skull Lets go you, im tired and dead Small imprints cover my hand Dont stop, stop thinking about starting to stop, but stop starting to think about me Stop trying so hard but ease your fingertips off the string keep both eyes open and aim for my neck Just another fruit you've managed to rot into everything else you've left with a perfect apple on its corpse Save the laugh left in me for another shot at hitting a bullseye you already missed and missing it once at a time. let me gather together, im a total mess find a common ground and always aim from there until you pierce the skin What would you do? would you aim for my chest and pierce my lungs? with an apple on my head it tears the pain away whether I'm crazy or not, I may die today But tomorow you wont remember my name Letras de canciones dont stare, stop staring at me ill stare at you until the sun comes up and shines on our faces. Cant stare, wont squint the muscles push and the light pours inside the pupils of our eyes and blinds the thought of you From Letras Mania