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von thoughtcrimes

If all′s fair in war
Make love, wage war
If all's fair in love
Decorate your bones in charms
First blood
Foreplay
With daggers drawn
Dedicate your drowning lungs to the river that filled them up
Synchronize the ballroom′s walk
I'll move faster than gambling debts and powdered drugs
My lips never moved when I sounded it out in only vowels
Don't raise your hands
You son of a bitch
Unless you learn to keep them swinging
I want to see the look in your eyes
As i squeeze until you stop twitching
Clenched fist like a wrecking ball Dog eats dog
Better safe than sorry if there was safety
This is a waste of all our time
You′ve put the knives away
If you can cut the clouds
Divide the waves
If you cover up your mouth with your hands
I′ll loose the words and lose its worth
Brace yourself for the end of the world
There's nothing to fear but the few of us
The fever′s just behind the pulse
Reactions
All fragile hearts will not mend
All fragile hearts bend and break
This will rust and weather
And so will I