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And lust Is what we have Pause and play We're the cast These unseen walls And narrow halls Eyes meet But neither speaks No one's weak Lips are meek Trapped again In oceans of people But then again You're so subtle No words just noise All dull chords And drum beats A Heartache kit Yet now we Pick our sides Crimson is all we see In this nonsense fight
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Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
Zones Of Comfort
And lust Is what we have Pause and play We're the cast These unseen walls And narrow halls Eyes meet But neither speaks No one's weak Lips are meek Trapped again In oceans of people But then again You're so subtle No words just noise All dull chords And drum beats A Heartache kit Yet now we Pick our sides Crimson is all we see In this nonsense fight
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Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
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