mark/skin slow fall underneath fields thorns nothing hold me
mark/eyes cut pupils empty daughter book noeyes read
mark/tongue paint lips corner bleed long kiss
now that you're over
and you bleached your sins away
now that your guilt seems like an old place
now that you drink from the moth's fire
help my heart to break
mark/eyes cut pupils empty daughter book noeyes read
mark/tongue paint lips corner bleed long kiss
now that you're over
and you bleached your sins away
now that your guilt seems like an old place
now that you drink from the moth's fire
help my heart to break
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