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Description
in your land of moths,
the heavy scent of gasoline fills the air,
your sentences end in laughter as acid swims through your veins,
your bruises and scars make me sick,
the circles under your eyes are getting dark,
you say you think of me everytime you cry,
eveytime you try you fail to see you're hurting me,
your blood stains everything you touch,
your lips are chapped, beaten and bruised,
you smoke too much,
you act like you have nothing to lose,
everyone has faith in you,
you'd throw away everything for just a little bit,
the sad part isn't that you want it so bad,
it's that you don't seem to care if i wake up and you're dead.

Description
in your land of moths,
the heavy scent of gasoline fills the air,
your sentences end in laughter as acid swims through your veins,
your bruises and scars make me sick,
the circles under your eyes are getting dark,
you say you think of me everytime you cry,
eveytime you try you fail to see you're hurting me,
your blood stains everything you touch,
your lips are chapped, beaten and bruised,
you smoke too much,
you act like you have nothing to lose,
everyone has faith in you,
you'd throw away everything for just a little bit,
the sad part isn't that you want it so bad,
it's that you don't seem to care if i wake up and you're dead.