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Rated: E · Lyrics · Nature · #1131067
This is an ode to my greatest influences in lyrics writing, AFI.
The flowers turned to gray
By me
Wilting so delicately
Sang, “I can remember when they found me.”

A cringe in the feeling
Of those words
That brought the death to me
They were supplied by you….

A mute, dead morning,
Flew by…
Alone as it found me…
Said, “I couldn’t miss it…for you…dear…”

A flower of crushing
Of those souls
That came to life in me
They were destroyed by you…
They were destroyed by you...

As I tried to find
The darkness in the gray
I left before
When I looked inside
To find
The darkness in your eyes
I felt the cold
But you said, “One last time…”

A chilling cold mourning
By you
Dead as the eternal sleep
Sang, “I can remember when they found me…”

A flower of haunting
Of those ghosts
Of avid mystery
It was hidden by you...
Hidden by you...

As I tried to find
The darkness in the gray
I left before
When I looked inside
To find
The darkness in your eyes
I felt the cold
But you said,

And as the thorns slept
I bleed black
And as the stars wept
I'll be back
Hold my hand tight and click your heels twice
Call yourself home and give me my heart

Silver and cold at touch
Silver and cold at touch
Will you hold me close?
x2

Silver and cold at touch (I've been sinking so slow)
Silver and cold at touch (I've breathed in deep blue)
Can you pull me up?
x2

The flowers turned to gray
By me
Wilting so delicately
Sang, “I can remember when they found me.”
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