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The sound of her voice breaking on the back of my neck.
And goddamn right I'll be getting mine.
We're just two kids trying to get high.
We're just two kids trying to get by.
To cadence and coffee.
Two empty voices talking.
Surrounded by lit cigarettes.
Alone together stalling.
Just sailing on.
Just lines in a song.

Oh god that's just too real.

Where will you go now you wayward wanderer?
Will you mend your pieces now you broken mirror?
Where will you man your battlements?
March in empty spaces?
Did you plead your coup de grace?
You stain of suffering.

Oh.

They'll bury two wooden homes.
To house a single sunk conscious.
Fighting off your demons.
To hold a single quivering flame.
To saints and sinners alike.
Blood run cold and heart gone vanilla.

Do you even pretend to believe?

A rear view mirror trust.
Did you paint your mouth with dust?
Home for sleep.
Or never-ender rust.

Pull your trigger.

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