I’ve tasted the rush
the redness pulsates in
resting softly on my words
and you’re singing my dream
Take the bitter from my tongue
I was so overdone, the bullet won
then the wound was the door
and I can’t even feel it anymore
I never knew that years could build a floodgate
so tempted to overflow
that now when it’s crashing in
I want to drown in the undertow
Oh fill my lungs
sweet symphony of blue
see, if I only had one minute
it would be next to you
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