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bed on fire
03:03
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everybody gets to leave except for me
everyone gets away while i atrophy
atrophy
there is a bed where we used to sleep
now you're not there and i get no relief
there is a bed where i always dream of you
and now i don't think i want to anymore
i've had enough of these images my heart conjures up
i don't want to anymore, i've had enough
of these images my heart conjures up of you
everyone gets to leave except for me
everyone gets away while i atrophy, atrophy
there is a bed where we used to sleep
now you're not there and i get no relief
there is a bed where i always dream of you
and i don't think i want to anymore
my heart will be the death of me
everyone gets to leave except for me, for me
everyone goes away while my heart atrophies
atrophies
in the end it's always the same again
in the end it's always this pain again
there is no such thing as a best friend
there is no such thing as a best friend
there is only the truth that i find in the end
there is only the pain i will find in the end
the end of you and i
the end of you and i
i think i lost control a long time ago
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suicidal robot
03:12
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i've got nothing to say 'cause i know it won't be heard by you
i'm hurt by you
if i die tonight is there anything you would do? you would do
i've got nothing to say 'cause i know it won't be heard by you
heard by you
i'm filled up with this ache and i'm still not sure what i should do
i should do
there is no moving on from these bleak songs when your favorite person has moved along
i've got nothing to say 'cause i know it won't get through to you
through to you
mental health? more like my disease
it is gonna be the death of me
on the borderline of feeling free
from this fucking hell that i call me
i wish that i could end this life tonight
but i know she wouldn't even know that i died
i've got nothing to say 'cause i know it won't be heard by you
heard by you
i've got nothing to say 'cause i know it won't be heard by you, heard by you
i'll hold onto this ache 'cause it's all that i know to do
know to do
i can't get rid of the last thing that you left me with
if i don't hurt like this then what did you leave for me?
i can't let go of the last thing you left me with
if i don't hurt like this then what did you leave for me?
what did you leave for me?
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a thousand cuts
03:07
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you know it isn't the first time that i've forgotten how to care
you know this isn't the last time that you'll leave me bleeding in despair
i'm a bore i'm a sore i'm a fuckin' whore
you're a bore you're a sore you're a fuckin' whore
i think i'll bleed a little bit more, i think i'll bleed a little bit more
and you know i adore every time it pours from me, pour from me
your silence lets this violence speak for itself, it speaks for itself
your silence lets my violence speak for itself, for itself
why'd you ever let me go?
let it go, let me know every time we're supposed to go somewhere
i'm discarded again, the urge is starting again
new wounds are starting to form
and the blood is so fuckin' warm
you know it's so hot inside these veins
you might be gone, but the urge remains
your silence lets this violence speak for itself, speak for itself
your silence lets the violence speak for itself, for itself
a thousand cuts wouldn't be enough to show you what's been done to me
but it's a fuckin' start
it's a fuckin' start, start, start
to scar, scar, scar
start start start
to scar scar scar
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you reverberate in my head
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missing you
04:34
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i should be asleep, but i'm thinking of you
i am thinking of you
i am thinking i should be asleep, but i'm up missing you
i am up missing you
am i missing?
will i ever have these walls around my heart come down again?
or will they never fall?
never fall, never fall in love again
after you is nowhere i want to be
after you is something i never thought i'd see
i guess forever meant something different to you than it does to me
i guess forever means something different to you than it does to me
than it does to me
i should be asleep, but i'm thinking of you
i am thinking of you
i am thinking i should be asleep, but i'm up missing you
i am up missing you
am i missing?
will these walls around my heart ever fall again?
am i ever gonna trust anybody like i did you, my friend?
after you is a place i don't want to be
after you is something i never thought i'd see
why would you say you'd marry me, then walk away completely?
i should be asleep, but i'm up missing you
i am up missing you
i am missing
i should be asleep but i'm thinking of you
thinking of you
of you i'm thinking
does it ever get better?
do we just get used to it getting worse?
does it ever get better, or do we just get used to it being worse?
i should be asleep, but i'm thinking of you
i am thinking of you
of you i'm thinking
i should be asleep, but i'm up missing you
i am up missing you
it's you i'm missing
i guess forever meant something different to me than it does to you
i still miss you...
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undone
04:48
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did you always plan to leave, or did this happen spontaneously?
one foot out the door but i can't leave
i don't know what is expected of me, of me
there's crimson paint flowing from the tubes in my art studio where i first made love to you
there's crimson blood flowing from my wounds in the art studio where i first made love to you
with you is all i want to be
indefinitely
maybe i will get up the nerve, someday
maybe i will finally get away from this pain
trapped in a container that doesn't fit the contents of it
trapped in a container that does not fit the contents of it
crimson paint is flowing from the tubes in my art studio where i first made love with you
crimson blood is flowing from my wounds in the art studio where i first made love with you
crimson paint is flowing from the tubes in my art studio in my art studio where i first made love with you
crimson blood is flowing from my wounds in the art studio where i first made love with you
with you
with you is all i want to be
indefinitely
in death i'll be free
in death i'll be free, completely
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crimesididntcommit is the transgender electroheartache project of veronica emilyn, fusing darkwave, industrial and goth stylings into genre-defying explorations of mental illness, queer identity and the horrific beauty of being in a body that knows it is alive. crimesididntcommit is for the lost who don’t want to be found. songs ghosts can dance to. ... more
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