Makeshift Grey

There you lay, in my sheets of pain now

Waiting to get me home.

I feel sore. This wasted mock love

That feeding on tears

A little piece of angriness inside of me

Never hurt the shine of it

The crushing word of craving me inside of you

Like new, The catastrophe

I know I want to see you, and that is what I like.

And now youŐre looking picture perfect now... In the sun.

Lying shame, lament your true hope

Of my importance.

Loneliness, the drug that fuels those

In which you come in

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I know I want to see you, and that is what I like.

And now you're looking picture perfect now... With a Gun

Now you're perfect...

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