sifting through the ashes i'll pretend i found what i'm looking for
lost in time and all that was said and done before
this is a sickness with no cure
a hook with no lure
but i wish for one to feel how i did on those nights
instead of living with all this spite
will i ever learn to love again?

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you're my love to call a saint only for tonight
fall to the beat of the drums in the fight of your life
scar to scar it makes our worlds go 'round
mechanical lover, you're the air under my feet
with a nut and bolt heart, knowing you would never bleed
motionless bride, your day is yet to come a little too late
celebration turns to mourning since you threw it all away.

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a prisoner to the horizon, i feel the ache settle in
you're a martyr when your memories surpass you
don't fail me now as you hold my dreams solid
and when your shadow gets dense, withers to an illusion
i know i'm gone, such a lost cause without you
your infection shooting through my veins
i'm an underlying ailment meant to fall to my disposition
we're chemists with a hazard called love
suspended in time each frozen moment
this absurdity has constructed, as if life isn't enough
but that's utterly mistaken at best
because without you love is my last guest.