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The touch is what I missed most
and the haste with which you crept
Into my arms a vital part
of what I don't have left
Blue blood wasn't in me
but you made me royal
Fxxked up without reason
but perfectly loyal
With fire in my lips
it will make me feel sick
That you'd rather drown a blue death
than be veiled in deep red
And the fire in my lips
it will make me feel sick
That you'd rather drown a blue death
than be veiled in deep red
The touch was what I hadn't lost
but the haste with which I'd left
Made my eyelids heavier
as if I hadn't slept
Valour wasn't in me
but I was sure enough to swallow
Pride was what I'd left behind
Guilt is what will follow
And with red marks on my neck
it will make me leave my nest
I would rather burn what was me
than live with what is dead
And with red marks on my neck
it will make me leave my nest
I would rather burn what was me
than live with what is dead
And the beat from my chest
was the loudest thing in the world
And the absence of your dress
was the hardest thing to ignore
And into you I crept
just how I had endured
The months of what was faked death
of my heart I wasn't sure
The months of what was faked death
of my heart I wasn't sure
Only breath would give us up
hidden in the quiet
Lonely and together
in love and somehow silent
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