Our lives, Last fury
Play the question games, sorting blame
I'll break every bone till you come back,
but i can't fill space that i lack
Last night i gave them away,
ghosts and needles, stay to play
I'll pull my teeth everyday, but I won't feel good anyway
Where are they?
Summers Day
We still stay
That same street
How can you?
Still be here?
With these days?
Bitter Shade
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