The silver grip of irony
is around my pallid throat, and
time spun a mismatched web and
now it is caught in my cold dead chest.
It was the end, I thought
It was the beginning, I thought
and I went and tied them together.
That was a mistake.
You gave me so much
for so long
But I guess farewell is for the best
I suppose...
I suppose...
even though it feels
like the pain will never subside
like my heart will forever be departed
like my tears will drown the world.
I can't face tomorrow but
I wish I could forget today.
is around my pallid throat, and
time spun a mismatched web and
now it is caught in my cold dead chest.
It was the end, I thought
It was the beginning, I thought
and I went and tied them together.
That was a mistake.
You gave me so much
for so long
But I guess farewell is for the best
I suppose...
I suppose...
even though it feels
like the pain will never subside
like my heart will forever be departed
like my tears will drown the world.
I can't face tomorrow but
I wish I could forget today.
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