I try being nice but it's only out of spite
The smug in your voice make me vomit
Moved to say yet I struggle to explain
My point is there's not much giving

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Punch on the tongue, heavy smoke inside my lungs
Seems every drunks now a prophet
Tired of the sport so I'm jumping overboard
Dumb but I already done it
Moonlit sky as I stare into their eyes
Slow to the point again

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Can't decide are they sirens in disguise
Or angels at rest in the water
Crushed and burned like a body in an urn
A light when the sun goes down
Teeth in the sand get all bloody in my hands
To breath is a lifeless running

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