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The pieces are shattering,
They left a hole where your heart should have been,
Breathless and smothering,
I'm told you wear it well,
You told me that you lived, you were wrong
Blessed with your face in my hands,
One merely suffocates alone,
Innocent when we began,
Why don't I feel,
Why won't I listen?
What makes this fate so surreal
And why can't I stay away,
Rough start, rough stay till it's real
But it will never be
Unless there's a miracle,
My faults aside
It'd take a miracle,
It took some time for you to wonder what you've done;
Anyone can see that you're haunted
By the kill
Broke with my faith in your hands,
Why can't I breath,
Why won't you listen?
What makes this fate so surreal
And why can't I stay away,
Rough start, rough stay till it's real
But it will never be
You said whatever was before won't ever stop till you're alone
And we were walking when we're wounded
Cursed with your blood on my hands,
Why can't we believe,
Why won't we listen?
What makes this fate so surreal
And why can't I stay away,
Rough start, rough stay till it's real
But it will never be
You said whatever was before won't ever stop till you're alone,
And you said whatever was before won't ever stop till you're alone,
Till you're alone
