Blank Bones & Weed

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I wish my heart wasn't shattered glass just like I wish I would stop tripping but both things placed on my feet
stop me from moving at a steady pace and all I want is your broken shadow surrounded by my swollen frame.
I fell in love with pain dressed up in sorrow sadly I'm not sure there's a happy ending for my ugly disguise so I hide underneath bed sheets and blankets constantly wanting more of a touch I will never truly get when I'm sober.

when I'm sober I will never feel it as easily as today so again I hide my heart between whiskey bottles and weed ..pearled up nice and easy I smoke my eyes out
So my redden color can be lied to as my "High" when my spirit is low,cargo pants and a bad line of 2 words never matching become the only sense I know you from
And since I don't know you that's the only thing that matters so tare me In a shape of wonder cause my half have already been split in two and that two will never find it's 1 again.

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