September
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"À la guerre comme à la guerre"
My heart was burried under your nails
Our flesh got stuck under the the bed.
You forced me to walk on my staggering legs before I even could stand.
While my heartbeats was erupting in your hand.
Once you no longer recall my name.
I'll be forever rooted on your last page.
I'm the last fading flame
At the bottom,it's all the same.
This heart leaves stains of blood
No,It's actually my curiosity that leaves mark.
Frustration in love leaves it's scars.
Wear out your heart before it starts.
Pieces of depression is visible in the corner of your eye,pieces I tried to hide.
At least it's visible in disguise.Coming from a different side,I died with a simple strike.
Your face was penetrated to my retina.
It's an affordable way so say, your life is in vain.
I keep breathing,you keep breeding...
My heart was burried under your nails
Our flesh got stuck under the the bed.
You forced me to walk on my staggering legs before I even could stand.
While my heartbeats was erupting in your hand.
Once you no longer recall my name.
I'll be forever rooted on your last page.
I'm the last fading flame
At the bottom,it's all the same.
This heart leaves stains of blood
No,It's actually my curiosity that leaves mark.
Frustration in love leaves it's scars.
Wear out your heart before it starts.
Pieces of depression is visible in the corner of your eye,pieces I tried to hide.
At least it's visible in disguise.Coming from a different side,I died with a simple strike.
Your face was penetrated to my retina.
It's an affordable way so say, your life is in vain.
I keep breathing,you keep breeding...
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