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my mouth went dry as i watched her cry, everyone has to die, but not on my time.
not on this girl's time. fucked if it's my time.
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2:45 i don't know, i don't love. i don't know anyone like me. i'm not heaven-sent, but i'm broken and bent.
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but i didn't have the time to perfect my crime. i drank my wine, everything is going
to be just fine.
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my mouth is clean, my hands are dirty, heaven isn't on my side. well, if it was, then she'd have hurt me. didn't think this through.
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1:09 you looked her in the eye, and i watched her cry, and my mouth went dry. everyone is going to have to die sometime.
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اما نه دستِ منه، نه پایِ منه، و نه هیچ چیزِ دیگه‌ایی که به من ربط داشته باشه. من این وسط فقط هستم، مالِ من نیست.
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انتظار کشیدن شیره وجودم رو بیرون میکشه و تفاله‌‌ی چروکیده شده‌ایی که ازم باقی می‌مونه رو مثل یک دستمالِ مُچاله شده، به بیرون پرت میکنه.
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مشکل اینجاست که من صبر میکنم. فقط صبر میکنم. حتی نمیدونم برای چی و چرا، اما من هنوز هم صبر میکنم.
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1:51 you’re a ghost in the signal, somewhere in eternal rest and pale lips, you’ll haunt in the glow. you're cold in bone.
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i've never felt such a piercing cold, like silence after something beautiful dies
and no one stays to mourn.
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you are my pain, it’s so cold.
i try to run, but feel your pulse.
it’s always you, inside the cold.
