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• Artiste: Star Fucking Hipsters
• Titre: Broken
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we had to slice up the babies but got caught just before we got started no one slept through the crying haunting ghosts of our dearly departed these broken lives, "someday" we said but now you're gone, ashes instead the last words we had spoken whisper quiet through all the tall trees and this chill makes me lonely as I hold tight to fading memories ashes and dirt turn into dust all full of hurt, cobwebs and rust and I would share with you and this cold feeling holds me every time that we veer down this path and where are the stories of all out dead friends with no epitaphs these broken lives / I empty bled left all alone / since you've been dead lethargic we step, all struggle and trying no success for the living just drowning and dying a loser's life to be lived all alone a lucid dream for a sycophant drone the hate and the pain will always survive the self destruction from the needle and knife you've gone your way and there's nothing to do but take this darkness and share it with you and I would share it with you