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Breathing just didn't feel worthwhile today.
I sw*llowed the taste of dead sex off her tongue,
she screamed in technicolor.
She's still screaming the color of her confusion.
I can't see the color of my screams.
They erased color from my mind, erased color from my heart.
sw*llow the taste of dead sex off my tongue.
she screamed in technicolor.
She's still screaming the color of her confusion.
I can't see the color of my screams.
I bare my wrists with hope (that someone will slit them for me)
I couldnt deal with the burden (of slicing the veins myself)
But I would fall to my knees (and smile up at that savior)
I see too much in my blood....
too fking much, too godd*mn much, I've seen too godd*mn much
Sometimes while I breathe color returns, but it wasn't worthwhile today
I thought you never died (I lost that perfect color) (8x)