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Isn't getting over you three times enough?  I'm buried under the rubble that was once my kingdom Even if I put three and three together It's the last quarter that ruins it all  Kept my golden keys in the drawer  And let you lock yourself out You were never one to play Until you invented this malicious game Why does it always come to me being  The sore loser when I never win But I don't know what I would do if I did That's a thought to think after this I have all our fights stained in my mind now We never go beyond you calling me a necromancer Even if it takes two to tango It takes only one to miss a step Kept my crown locked in the tower So it isn't an "accidental" weight on your head  You were never one to play Until you invented this malicious game Why does it always come to me being  The sore loser when I never win But I don't know what I would do if I did That's a thought to think after this Purple daffodils, I'm so delusional Silver da...

When the lights go out in my mind  They creep in like ghosts at the drop of a dime  My skin tingles as it freezes, my breath gets stolen too many times I hear them laughing like I lost a bet Gripping onto my nerves like they'll drift away My eyes sealed shut, no more blood to bleed out, I'm forsaken now I'm only adventurous when I have to be  Swinging from the vines and diving into the deep  So I jump into the Cadillac of my dreams  Parked at the end of the street  And disappear like the ghosts that haunt my peace I whisper into the night and hope they reach you somehow You make me want to live forever and dispel the sorrows that do Over time we learn that love isn't unconditional but fear is  I'm only adventurous when I have to be  Falling from the vines to fake a tragedy And then I jump into the Cadillac of my dreams  Parked at the end of the street  And disappear like the ghosts that haunt my peace Over time we learn to forgive our mi...

I wait for you at the same place every day  You watch me leave as you finally get there  Do your hands ever ache from the resistance to reach for me?  Do your fingers brush against the precipice of my energy?  I surmised that you will never think of me more than twice I'm spiteful when I need to be but it's your apprehension that worries me  Is it the fear that every dream you have of me  Will never make its way to reality?  But did you ever wait to see  That if you ever took a chance on me  I might be everything you need and more Was it the climb that made you dizzy?  Feel the thinning air of the breath you took from me My body shakes of the freeze I drowned in over time Deep blue as the stare, telling me I'm just alright But if not for you  Then okay enough for whom?  Who can take a chance on me  What if I'm everything you need and more  If you ever manage to reach the step of my door Know your last words black ball...

I know I'll never be satisfied if I died and never lived through your anarchy Slowly running wild, burning past times and the rioting that put me right to sleep I couldn't picture you anywhere else  Your dirt gray sweaters and your holy prayers for My better empathy but it never came  I believed you anyway But it all came true  Every prophecy, deemed too cruel To write down or say out  Loud enough, so it all stayed with you I forced you into telling me  Manifesting off -color dreams  Stolen burdens I couldn't keep So, we call for a truce  The rusting embers on furniture The screaming through our telephones Read between the blood moon and storms You see it all coming right at you I know I'll only trust the callouses if it was a sure sign that we made it through Crimson burning knees, puffy scarlet cheeks and what ensued from all our tragedies I couldn't picture me being anywhere else My poppy burgundy hair, thorn like piercing eyes and Apprehension abou...

Every single word of it was true Every sad song I wrote was about you You painted my golden gates black  Made me complacent to everything I have Now I've never been this mad No, I'll never be this mad again I wrote 16 verses for every month I punished myself For not being as bright as the stars that could illuminate hell I broke the same string 300 times and never saw it as a sign That I could ever find sublime singing about the good things in my life I remember three years of being this mad I'll always find a reason to be this mad again I threw up swear words I couldn't put onto a page And kept my malevolent intention confessions in a cage But their whispers are ivy to my stone mansion mind Poisoning every nightly dimension that made you shine I know how much it's made me mad It'll find it's way back to me and make me mad again You've been pandering the sapphire ink that dreamt you up Crimson love and blood orange lust, I thought I knew what you want Bu...