I am but a lie in the eyesockets of the blind.
Planes mistaken for stars on beautiful blue nights.
don't blink.
don't breathe.
Regret and I were on our way out.
But if you insist, i guess we could play you the soundtrack to just one more heartbreak.
don't sink.
don't swim.
This used to mean so much more.
But i used to, i used to too.
I used to too.
I used to too.
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