Love brings nothing but your hearse
If I die tomorrow then there was nothing worse
why do terrible things feel so good at first?
I walked through the fire but as soon as I pulled through
I knew the flames were ignited by you
And all of the things I felt were misconstrued
just versions of dreams that were never true..
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 2:48 AM UTC
Love brings nothing but your hearse
If I die tomorrow then there was nothing worse
why do terrible things feel so good at first?
I walked through the fire but as soon as I pulled through
I knew the flames were ignited by you
And all of the things I felt were misconstrued
just versions of dreams that were never true..
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