Last song we wrote before recording.
hardcore
For This Perfect End is dead but the annoyance lives on-
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Story behind the song
I'm a sad little emo boy, who screams to make your ears bleed. And that makes me feel better.
Lyrics
we were destined to scale peaks beyond our sight and fall faster than the speed of heart shaped light. But we never reached the top of forever, and you came crashing on the horizons. Everything that we were resides in graves with tombs labeled "A Monument To The Questions We Asked" before we realized we were too young to die in each other's arms, too young to dangle from that rope. And fellowship was severed as the strings we dangled from were caught on memories of what we were. Your gift was the first bitter taste of that terrible illusion of hope. I remember. You had wings. I remember. I loved you.
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