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Pale as rain, sometimes empty as a parking space Sometimes translucent, sometimes the same Sometimes expressive as a sheer drop, cliff face I'd been warned about the water, never let too much in I've been told to only carry my arms width I suggested that they keep their mouths shut Until my stomach lining split and its contents spilled My ruined muscles threw fits until My blood didn't bother placating them Left again, screaming As I collected like rainfall, bending in the middle Dripped slowly on an unforgiving floor As unforgiving as me, I still think of my body heat I have watched it leave, I have been succeded by someone more deserving I just wanted mine, I just wanted something shiny That kind of thought will get you killed, I was quickly reminded It'll get you killed You'll never go the distance You never listened, you never listened, you never listen, now listen You won't warm up, chest full of diamonds You're not enough, You're not enough, your lines aren't straight enough It'll get you killed You'll never go the distance You never listened, you never listened, you never listen, now listen You won't warm up, chest full of diamonds You're not enough, you're not enough, Your lines aren't straight enough cut
Writer(s): Ffinlo Colley, Joe Brayshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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