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Eyes Of A Girl
02:28
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Feeling closer to the end of the world as it looks at me through the eyes of a girl.
Makes me feel I never wanted more, now I can’t think, I’m staring as the world carries on.
Stepping closer to the edge of it all while I forget my heartbeat in the ache of a word,
Falling deep out of a conscious dream, I can almost see heaven inside of here, just
As she sinks her teeth into me.
It never comes when I want it.
Time penetrates like disease.
I lost my thoughts to the static.
Long for the wisdom of dreams.
Oh, and naked as we are.
In the dark death we call retreat.
I need your scent like an addict.
I break the silence and scream.
As she sinks her teeth into me.
Draws the blood out of me.
As she sinks her teeth into me.
Feel her cool like rain, the gentle rage of night. Looking in the eye, a subtle way to die.
Examine temperature, look for the telling signs. Respond accordingly.
Feeling closer to the end of the world as it looks at me through the eyes of a girl.
Makes me feel I never wanted more, now I can’t think, I’m staring as the world comes alive.
Stepping closer to the edge of it all while I forget my breathing in the space of a word.
Falling deep into a conscious dream towards ascension to a heaven she holds within her soul.
Falling deep into a conscious dream towards ascension to a heaven she holds within.
Falling deep into a conscious dream towards ascension to a heaven she holds within.
Falling deep into a conscious dream towards ascension to a heaven she holds within.
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I'm Not Sick
01:43
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Can’t think for feeling the heart in my chest,
There’s no returning to the place that I left,
Give my whole self to the fate that I felt
Take hold of my heart, wring the sense from my head.
I had a dream that I fell,
I awoke, I still dream...
I’m not sick, I’m not sick, just in love,
I can’t think but I dream and know love,
It’s a trade I left for fate to decide,
I lost faith in myself, let love take over my mind.
It goes deeper still,
Deeper and dark towards the end.
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