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Matt Desmond
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Matt Desmond
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Something inside me that once bloomed withered away
The ashes float onto pages of scribbled lead
Creating the shapes of rare flowers I once knew
My face can tell your eyes
I don't sleep well at night
Little pills wrapped in paper
Bedside
My head's fucked and I can't fix it
This time
What I want
Is what you want
But you don't know how bad it hurts
The devils dance with dead romance
And suffocate in the dark 'til I can't breathe
I can't
My face can tell your eyes
I don't sleep well at night
Little pills wrapped in paper
Goodnight
My heart's broke and I can't fix her
This time
Writer(s): Matthew Phillip Sheridan Desmond
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