The beauty spot was borrowed
Now my sweet love rusts tomorrow
On my confession that is waiting to be heard

Run your empty rain down on me
Whisper your death beats so softly
Bend your kneesthe altar of my ego

You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins

All my lilies mouths are openlike to begging for dope and hoping
But their pedal gently can kickyou won t be back

All the timing that is sorrow of all the faces I ve acquired
We secure the shadow herethe sun fills face

You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins

And we said til we die
And we said til we die

You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins

You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heartand made a spade
There s still traces of me in your veins

And we said til we die
And we said til we die

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