The Spills hidden blood

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Regret doesn't make you a saint
So let that smile go
I've not left myself room for being vacant
I've occupied myself
With too many other people
Repression only makes you feel clean and easy today
It's much more comfortable to live in ruins
And just live life
Not adding too many other people?
Suits to me
The two go hand in hand
When it comes to my memories
Won't let me go to sleep
Just let me go to sleep
Tonight I wanna cry, just wasting, forget to be decent
So I'll just stick with remorse
I implore us not for believing
Well where the fuck is my brain?
Suits to me
The two go hand in hand
When it comes to my misery
Won't let me go to sleep
You'd rather lose your mind
Than scratch at an absessed memory
You'd rather run and hide
Than accept that you'll never be complete

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