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Song of Souls


I know not of clean white shoes

If you've worn them twice they're dirty

My heart may have stopped but 

My eyes still see. 

Our lips play games I never thought that I knew

They say what doesn't kill you

Makes you stronger

Too bad that I'm already dead.

Funny how you believed 

The lies but not the truth,

You say that I shock you

I know that I shock you. 

I was sick of living so I died 

Through your kisses.

I was burning love, 

Burning up rose petals

In the ashes. 

The trees cast shadows and 

Call out to you.

The colors twist and turn 

A stranger follows you. 

Bury the body, 

Ground is thick 

You better do it quick. 

Try and keep up

I'll haunt you for your life

I wished I was your wife. 

 

Our lips play games I never thought that I knew

They say what doesn't kill you

Makes you stronger

Too bad that I'm already dead.

Funny how you believed 

The lies but not the truth,

You say that I shock you

I know that I shocked you.

But you shocked me too.

You shot me too. 

 

 

 

 

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