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Ritual
At night when the voices that come
And flame flows through the woods along the wall
We have nothing left to say
Because we use some terrible words
To get such subtle rewards
That never seem worth it too me
They say the older we are, we can't change
And I say, that all that we are
Is just dark matter anyway, so just pray...
With me.
You and I keep falling further away
It's become our ritual
We stare like strangers through each other in to the wall...
And you say, when your knives and your nails come unfurled
From the caged theoretical storms that mean nothing
But they go straight through me
Cos we use some terrible words
Which always sends me crippled in to flying
You say it's not too late, we can change.
And I say, hurry up, help me touch the ground tonight.
Please...
Say the words.
You and I keep falling further away
It's become our ritual
We stair like strangers straight through each other in to the wall...
You and I keep falling further away
It's become our ritual
We stair like strangers straight through each other in to the wall...
Do you ever think you could erase the things I've said?
The bitter words that drip from wounds, inside your head.
I wanna see the blood rush back in to your face.
The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you this way
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The last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you this way
I wanna see the blood rush back in to your face.
The bitter words that drip from wounds, inside your head.
Do you ever think you could erase the things I've said?
We stair like strangers straight through each other in to the wall...
It's become our ritual
You and I keep falling further away
We stair like strangers straight through each other in to the wall...
It's become our ritual
You and I keep falling further away
Say the words.
Please...
And I say, hurry up, help me touch the ground tonight.
You say it's not too late, we can change.
Which always sends me crippled in to flying
Cos we use some terrible words
But they go straight through me
From the caged theoretical storms that mean nothing
And you say, when your knives and your nails come unfurled
We stare like strangers through each other in to the wall...
It's become our ritual
You and I keep falling further away
With me.
Is just dark matter anyway, so just pray...
And I say, that all that we are
They say the older we are, we can't change
That never seem worth it too me
To get such subtle rewards
Because we use some terrible words
We have nothing left to say
And flame flows through the woods along the wall
At night when the voices that come
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