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Each time you let your lips correspond to every word, i'll tell you to stow it for later.
Take your eyes where your lips haven't been and take a deep breath of your cold flesh.
My priorities have changed, at the moment you forged my signature to enter my heart.
I seem not to be bullet proof, but the bullet I'm biting down on is wearing thin.
You're pulling my strings but my limbs won't respond to your requests, I'll just stand here waiting for the domination.
If this is your best intentions then I hope the worst for your heart you told me that your eyes have looked through.
Time to wake up and face the light, lies have showed me the extent of your honesty.
From what I remember, a song brought us together and the first verse said that the last line would tear us apart.
Each exit sign you took, for your reassurance you entered only into another room.
Seems like you have bestowed with the gift of curses, in which you've been cursed to misspell.
If I told you she touched my heart like that, I bet you it would slip through your fingers.
I forgot if my memory serves me right, but I remember you telling me to forget it.
Every piece of literature I've written has a line that the majority will remember, this isn't the one.
I presume that this is just another piece you'll have to read to yourself again.