A slow metal durge with piercing harmonies

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Rumination of the disintegration of a relationship, tackled in as uncliche a manner as possible. Lyrics were written entirely behind the cash register where I worked.

Decide
Think of who you’ll be tonight
Lipstick and mascara can’t
Obscure the glow of poison kept inside
Love
Think of death, think of love
What will be your last words to
a world that you were so afraid of?

Now we have gone our separate ways
Divided by walls we stumble blindly
Around in different directions

Alone
Always have been alone
Your smile set me on fire
Now I’m left to put the flames out on my own
Sick
Sick of scratching an itch
You never let your guard down
Still I crawled inside your armor you admit

I’m hanging off the canyon’s edge
Gripping to the roots
You reach out your arm but
I’d rather take my chances down below

Life is what happens while you’re busy making plans
Don’t deny who you are because things might get out of hand

Now who I am I never thought I’d be
We're finding ourselves without
Leading each other in different directions