Fucked Up hearts

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Dark rays shine through

The holes in our hearts

We're not made of gold

And when we open our eyes

The phosphenes dancing

Like flickering lights

We close them again

And turn up the music

We give up mental stability

Lose our grip on reality

Sleepless nights are welcomed

Cause it's more time for fun

Don't stop the music

Give us more time to lose it

We'll dance until we're completely unhinged

Until we've forgotten all our losses

Until we've quit trying to scrub off another's mark

Until we've made peace with the graffiti on our fucked up hearts

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