Crust heart turned cold, damage done and nothing left.
Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives.
Blood spilled over the dancefloor.
It not supposed what it meant.
Be careful what you wish for.
For I'm not intended.
Do we arise to fall? We're not here to fall.
Those plastic friends often break your heart.
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