“Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time
From the perfect start to the finish line
And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
…
Chasing visions of our futures
…
A lifeless face that you’ll soon forget
My eyes are damp from the words you left
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
My eyes are damp from the words you left
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
…
And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one
‘Cause most of us are bitter over someone”
‘Cause most of us are bitter over someone”
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