Bottled Water And Vicodin


A crash
The flames that lick the window
Smoke swiriling a red inferno
Fire follows a little while after you
Put it out with how tight you hold on
A suffocating rope of hating and debating how to
prove that you just gave it up and now it's all figured
out
I've gotta let you go and wash my hands of this Don't
ask about forever
I'd change my mind after a thousand years
Desperation isn't something you should treasure
I can't hide myself inside you
Some broken lives we've chosen
To fade away before it's time
Dreams locked in sight but out of range







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