Been standing on a bridge
Not knowing whether to jump or burn it
Head like a match,limbs thin as rails
Perfect for a heart like a furnace
I held on till there was nothing left
Swear to god I tried
Fought till the last breath
I've got the opposite of the Midas touch
Everything goes to ruin
Run myself ragged, it's never enough
I've been feeling so hollow
Empty myself,send them
Across the universe in bottles
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 11:41 PM UTC
Been standing on a bridge
Not knowing whether to jump or burn it
Head like a match,limbs thin as rails
Perfect for a heart like a furnace
I held on till there was nothing left
Swear to god I tried
Fought till the last breath
I've got the opposite of the Midas touch
Everything goes to ruin
Run myself ragged, it's never enough
I've been feeling so hollow
Empty myself,send them
Across the universe in bottles
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