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the heart aches if you let it
(sedative, sedative)
time spent on silence
(medicine, medicine)
black ink embedded
(let it in, let it in)
it’ll run red if you let it
(sleeping, sleeping)

but it’s your face that i can’t recognize
the soft shade of this cemetery light
i’m covered in the dust of suicide
it’s my life, it’s not my night
wrists float in the waves of crimson tides
there’s something in the way you waste my time
hold me close, i’m just tired of waiting
i’m suffocating, i’m just wasting away

i’m so sick of the violence
caught up in the silence
kill the pain with a bottle
all the shame and the sorrow
klonopin dreams in the morning
sunlight grinding my teeth
said i’m sorry, said i’m sorry
i’m wearing broken hearts on my sleeve

but it’s your face that i can’t recognize
the soft shade of this cemetery light
i’m covered in the dust of suicide
it’s my life, it’s not my night
wrists float in the waves of crimson tides
there’s something in the way you waste my time
hold me close, i’m just tired of waiting
i’m suffocating, i’m just wasting away

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from torn portrait demos, released July 30, 2023

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