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Don't make a weapon out of holding out on me. there's nothing left but your sad sympathy. hung out somewhere between nowhere and goodbye. don't let you fear turn to silent seed. don't try to murder more than you and i need. there is no line or time closing in on me. so won't you come back and tell me something worse than lies that i can remember. what set you off today i could not read? why must you always take it out on me? because i'm not strong with you and i'm fading. so won't you come back and tell me something worse than lies that i can remember |
