Versus The Mirror

Versus The Mirror - A Softened Suicide songtekst

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wipe that grin right off your face

and focus your attention, on the blood you taste

now you tell me about your sorrow

for you won't live to see tomorrow



far from soon

far from home



how sweet it was to have you here

for more than one time this year

these deep wounds have yet to heal

this dying heart is oh so real



far from soon

far from home



i won't rest until i see

a thousand fallen angels line these streets

prepare yourself for this jarring scene

the end of this rivalry
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