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Samsaruh
Samsaruh
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Samantha Tutic
Samantha Tutic
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Chris Collins
Chris Collins
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Lying in lace, making that sweet smile a crime Crying in lace, easing those eyes What you see is in your mind What you see is in your mind Bullets in space, take away their chime You know I don't chase, the cool kids don't run No, don't even try No, don't even try And the letters don't work No more, not yours, but you swore That a double edge knife don't hurt And you swore but I felt the cold floor 'Cause silence can't speak any louder So now all we have is gunpowder I can hear the air burn And you swore but I felt the cold floor I can hear the air burn Bathed in bass, still weaker than your cut line Glazed in bass, It's a double dice Past is a killer once nice A killer once nice Who is that Grace, no she ain't fun Pretty in ways but she carries a ton Trying to be our own lies Trying to be our own lies And the letters don't work No more, not yours, but you swore That a double edge knife don't hurt And you swore but I felt the cold floor 'Cause silence can't speak any louder So now all we have is gunpowder I can hear the air burn And you swore but I felt the cold floor I can hear the air burn Culling people like we never were tame Breaking hearts like its all just a game Oh-oh-oh (I can hear the air burn) Dulling the lights on the heavenly stage Just to show that we are all the same Oh-oh And the letters don't work No more, not yours, but you swore That a double edge knife don't hurt And you swore but I felt the cold floor 'Cause silence can't speak any louder So now all we have is gunpowder I can hear the air burn And you swore but I felt the cold floor I can hear the air burn
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