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Violet
The tragic comedy divine paints the way to peace of mind
Leaving shallow lovers far behind past uncertainties
Combine bringing tears to sleepless eyes memory runs
The course of time blood runs cold beyond
The violet prison for violent visions and so
The broken record plays as you throw us
Away we're never enough we're drowning in clichés so desperate to
Love we're twisting every word they say so we sleep through the
Days within the heat of passion’s war lust is spilled upon the floor
Staining red the wasted metaphor the selfish need for
Something more claws in vain at closing doors scarring
Faces once adored tracing circles in the violet prison
For violet visions and so the
Broken record plays as you
Throw us away
The Birthday Massacre:
The Birthday Massacre:
