I see an end Our sun will dive Blood alone won't bring you life Darkness falls Curtains rise You and I just can't survive Like broken glass I see through
I guess I gave my best for the both of us tonight They're not just words to me, so listen when I speak I'll see this through Do what you can Be what
It?s got me on my head again. Close can be so misleading. It?s hard enough to get to know yourself. Into words I cough my feelings. I don?t know
You could offer me patients or violence You could offer me blood or peace In a letter let me know when it?s over Just keep it far away from me You could
be there to watch you go, to let you know somebody cares I will be there to love you when nothing hurts and no one cares somebody?s dying somebody?s
You think you know me Got me figured out Your casting shadows Forget about the doubt You think you know me You think I care You should spend some time
Build a wall from me Your words are mortar and limestone One wall's okay You're still easy to find Put up a second wall Corner yourself and hide I can
Watching you asleep, are you awake anymore Can you hear, are you dreaming Hand out of reach, truly impatient like the flower Do you believe, can you see
I didn't say 'I love you', When I had the chance, And now I lie here bleeding, I'm in an awful mess. I know it's not the right time, To become a religious
rather travel light I'm of this kind that kills all day but I don't know yet how to die Art of dying, is the way to let all go Within I practice in
down And leave me here This is the art of dying x3 A natural victim of this world I've become x2 This is the art of dying x2
There is no peace in men But thus do I warn you to master life without a treatment ... or splittet tongues will speak to you Be careful, be careful when
must leave here Then nothing sister Mary can do Will keep me here with you As nothing in this life that I've been trying Could equal or surpass the art of dying
can't be reversed Boiling inside me, it's breeding, growing I have to expose Patience is dying in me It can't be reversed Fragments of the dying art
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