The stars could be ending in all oblivion
but if I was in your arms
your eyes would be my salvation

I turn and befriend this cancerous silence
in hope of a life that
has yet to leave the ground
the days without you are too long
and the days with you
are hardly long enough

she was buying cigarettes
from a burn victim with slit wrists
she was buying cigarettes
from a burn victim with slit wrists

In a wild dedication
I would set this world ablaze
if only that it would
turn your head one more time

she was buying cigarettes
from a burn victim with slit wrists
she was buying cigarettes
from a burn victim with slit wrists

Hands met hips, heartache met lips
Hands met hips, heartache met lips
Hands met hips, heartache met lips
Hands met hips, heartache met lips

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