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look at what this has made me become

carving bullets to shape

taking one last day

impatiently killing the science

carving bullets to shape

all i want is one last day


open and close all my windows from the outside in

but I still feel you

I can still fucking feel you


and if I could only rememeber


turning to stone and satellite

you can take everything I admit

you can take everything every





pieces of

shit that cover the way

give me one more day

constantly turning in motion

giving bullets to shame

all i want is one more day



traded alive

for once i can burn high

we all know that this isn't over


we belong 

all alone

no more losing hope



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