with nicotine nails and coke-red eyes she said believe you
me i don't want to die he softly touched her cheek girl it's
gonna be alright and they embraced in the lie it's a quarter
to ten where could she be we're all biting our lips cuz
we're thinking the same damn thing then she stumbles into
the door there's vomit on her chest and she's spitting blood
all over the floor you think this dance is over think again
this is war these are mines and yes those are your friends
and your cup it runneth over with love to give so show me
heart so show me soul just show me anything at all now
imagine a cold bleak day all that was red is replaced with
rhino gray so it's dust to dust on a holiday i guess it
takes all kinds please be strong carry on don't be long and
honey come home
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