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bury me. you thought your problems were gone. carry me. away, away, away.

the falling leaves remind me how your hair fell into your face. the falling leaves remind me how you fell from grace.

so forgive me love, if i'd rather bruise than believe.

(sounds like suffering)

he says she says 'live like no tomorrow.' every moment that we borrow brings us one step closer to the edge—infinity.

Your skin... oh yeah, you're skin and bones. Turn into to something beautiful.

I'm not gonna waste these words about a girl.

"We are, we are the wronged."

"You believed. You believed in moments not conceived. You believed in me."