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Only the demons are left
The tip
And the debris
We fall like feathers
We smell the bottom
And we fall short
It's time for self-destruction
To shoot without adornment
I'll set fire to the mattress
That burst our autumns
Because there are no graves of two
Because goodbye is felt in the vein
We love what we lost
We love what poisons
And so we never get the accounts
Nobody carries us on their shoulders anymore
Vanity, double bottoms
We burn the heights
We kiss the dust
And we get down deep
It's time for self-destruction
To finish off unadorned
I grabbed hold of the inspiration
That left me our demons
Because there are no graves of two
Because goodbye is felt in the vein
We love what we lost
We love what poisons
And so we never get the accounts
Because there are no graves of two
Because goodbye is felt in the vein
We love what we lost
We love what poisons
And so we never get the accounts
We can't figure it out
We can't figure it out
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