paroles de chanson 12 Fractures - Pierce the Veil , chloe moriondo
Tell
me,
if
I
were
to
smile
now
In
the
dead
of
the
dark,
would
it
even
exist
Or
is
it
hard
to
tell
You
treat
me
like
a
cheap
motel
sometimes
But
nevertheless,
I
was
prepared
to
die
For
that
thing
in
your
chest
Fuck
your
money
I
fantasize
about
those
nights
you
held
me
down
And
sewed
your
lips
to
mine
Now
I
miss
that
pain
sometimes
In
this
so-called
life
There
were
shortcuts
into
heaven
through
your
eyes
We
emptied
our
wrists
on
the
dotted
line
Now
I
stay
on
my
side
of
the
city
A
refugee,
no
MTV
Oh
well,
thank
God
for
THC
Now
I
miss
that
pain
sometimes
In
this
so-called
life
There
were
shortcuts
into
heaven
through
your
eyes
Now
I
miss
that
pain
sometimes
In
this
so-called
life
There
were
shortcuts
into
heaven
through
your
eyes
Am
I
the
taste
that
you
watered
down
Or
am
I
the
dust
on
your
candy
You
washed
me
off,
then
spit
me
out
Once
I
lost
taste
inside
your
mouth
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