Last night
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I watched my eyes turn blood red
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So yes, I should have never left this bed
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Went to visit with past friends
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But instead I wished this was how I'd never end
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And wished these eyes
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Would have closed
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Fell asleep
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Instead of exploration of closed doors
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That should stay that way
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And I
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I won't
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Let this horrific image
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Be so accessible again
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So visible again
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And as a constant reminder
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I wrote this song
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<font size=1>Thanks to <b>a scar in the sky ([email protected])</b> for these lyrics</font>
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Apt. 2, 4 AM, Friday
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| Whatever It Takes |
