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Led By the Kiss
Verse 1: I truly want you to hear me you're busy with cement's precast I stay in limbo twisting in the pre in intransit mixers turning fast Must it all be preparation? Coach when can I play in the game? waiting kills dream's consecration and Im losing interest in the aim Chorus: So self abuse increases again cant get passed the pain of the rush no whys misinterprets the when making error to blame for it's crush Verse 2: I push all my chips to the middle I lose myself in hope as you deal what to do the unanswered riddle guessing ingrediants smelling the meal Oh the torture of what little I know its the strings of my guitars I pick the tunes of suffering's flow I sing night's dark seen by the stars Chorus: So self abuse increases again can't get passed the pain of the rush no why's misinterprets the when making error to blame for it's crush Reprise: Your silence tells me not to do this can't let go of what I could miss torture through desire for bliss brought to disease led by the kiss I learned Im small, less than a pawn my heart dies and they just yawn while its only a draft drawn its dusk brought by the dawn
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