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the spill canvas - cost كلمات أغنية

if i could just unlock the mystics of this brain
then i could k!ll the siren whispering my name
instead, she pulls me in across a tightrope over my grave
little does she knows that she’s f_ckin’ with a soul i don’t really wanna save
sweet oblivion, you taste so good to me
i shoulda known that you were everything but free
if i could just untie this knot that’s coming loose
then i would quantify the squeeze for the juice
instead, i’m out here bobbin’ on a wake of decimation i choose
little did i know i’m already predisposed to these quicksand blues
i shoulda known it then, so i vacate your street
and i get fearful now when someone younger repeats after me:
good god, holy h_ll
i revel in this turbulence_i love to hate myself

- the spill canvas

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