Sirens warn me, the well is deep.
The flashing red lights disappear when your thoughts drift..
If I dive in, will my conscience live?
I can't decide, I'll let myself fall until I get back up again.
I am sure that the cold touch is an act, that the way you say goodbye hurts you as much as I.
I am unsure how to react, these apologies appear sincere..
But what I have is pain.
The flashing red lights disappear when your thoughts drift..
If I dive in, will my conscience live?
I can't decide, I'll let myself fall until I get back up again.
I am sure that the cold touch is an act, that the way you say goodbye hurts you as much as I.
I am unsure how to react, these apologies appear sincere..
But what I have is pain.
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