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Evil Girls


Dark Shadows glide 

I swear it was her eyes

Alone with broken fan

Red tint bleeds through sand 

I think where else could I have been?

2am, buzzed with friends 

This empty home, I swear I know 

Yellow paint wisps fall like snow

 

The bugs inside my head 

All of the words , I could have said

Drain my brain, Feel dead inside 

Run some more, run and hide

The snakes nest inside the phone 

The place you live is not your home

Heart so cold like ice it froze 

All alone damn , all alone

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