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letra de allude to limb - deep october

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i’ve been thinking of my problems
but a lot of your face
there’s some things that i’m beside of
but i gotta embrace
you get high i get high
lets find things to do
i can put it off until later if you need me to
give you time to decide
what it means to you
i’m ok with the delay
if i can cling to you

and my mind goes numb
wish i wasn’t terrified
we could die so young
i’m so f-ckin’ scared to try
it’s enough to make you wonder
where do we go when we die
why would i not flirt with death
if it hurts me more to survive
fold my hands she movеs her hips
i point my face up to the sky
wе both dance we move our lips
to sync to songs of suicide
i might line my gun up with perfect pair of eyes
and the timeline runs until their legs are paralyzed
pay attention to my movements
eyes alluding to your feet
keep my guard up
you see through it
you came through with the receipts
what happened to your excuses
give me two of them at least
before i jump to conclusions
i need new sh-t to critique

and my my my
feelings to the side
i can push them further
if you need me to provide
what what what
a beautiful life
your head on my shoulder
with your hands inside of mine

with your hands inside of mine
we can dance until we die
we can dance until we die
we can dance until we die

we get stuck
you get hurt
i get burnt like a church
i just wonder why the f-ck did i survive
so k!ll it in the mind
it makes you feel alive
and puts you in a vibe
treat you like a doll
dress you up in number (n)ine
i know i look fine
but i’m f-cking terrified
i’m f-cking terrified
so flirt with the vert
at a hundred foot drop
around the dock’s just some rocks
and a well tied knot
and my mind goes numb
wish i wasn’t terrified
we could die so young
i’m so f-ckin’ scared to try
it’s enough to make you wonder
where do we go when we die
why would i not flirt with death
if it hurts me more to survive
fold my hands she moves her hips
i point my face up to the sky
we both dance we move our lips
to sync to songs of suicide
i might line my gun up with perfect pair of eyes
and the timeline runs until their legs are paralyzed

we all know that
god died last year
we all know that
god died last year

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