Left alone
to hang on your last words
taken out slowly
those eyes feeding
love don't you feel the beating
left alone
to hate the last ten seconds
ever needed someone whole
say it before I'm done
can't you say it
before I think of the next time
in all this burning
in all this burning
in all this burning
in all this burning
those eyes feeding
love don't you feel the beating
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