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Pale Blue

 

Pale Blue

(альбом: Unsaved - 2006)


Keep talking shit
Your words so worthless
So full of it
You're dead I promise
My character assassinated
I see pale blue
Pale blue through you

I don't know how I survived
All you do is fucking lie
Just wait and see how hard I try
To watch you die
I don't know how I survived
This feeling paralyzed
All I want to do is fuck you
Suck you
Hate you
Cut you

I'm the butterflies in your stomach
I'm the razor on your wrist
I'm the thread that's sewn your lips shut (shut)
Because of you I see pale blue

I'll split your shit
Punk ass extinguished
And tables turn
Your fuck self inflicted
Rip out the core
God as my witness
And you turn cold
Then blue
Pale blue

I don't know how I survived
All you do is fucking lie
Just wait and see how hard I try
To watch you die
I don't know how I survived
This feeling paralyzed
All I want to do is fuck you
Suck you
Hate you
Cut you

I'm the butterflies in your stomach
I'm the razor on your wrist
I'm the thread that's sewn your lips shut (shut)
Because of you I see pale blue

I'm the butterflies in your stomach
I'm the razor on your wrist
I'm the thread that's sewn your lips shut (shut)
Because of you I see pale blue

Why don't you picture yourself in death
Why don't you picture yourself
In death
In death
In death
Why don't you just picture yourself
In death
In death
In death
Why don't you just picture yourself

I'm the butterflies in your stomach
I'm the razor on your wrist
I'm the thread that's sewn your lips shut (shut)
I'm the butterflies in your stomach
I'm the razor
A fucking reason
I'm the thread that's sewn your lips shut (shut)
Because of you I see pale blue
Shut

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