A cherry sunset blossoms,
but we're not here to watch it fall.
On the vacant canvas, we should be waiting with our faces down on the grass.
Staring till our eyes give way.
Let's paint this city black,
while the night's still young.
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BMTH - Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody.
-This is what the edge of your seat was made for-

Sorry for using only the death core lyrics which you may not like or even know but I'm a bit lazy and I would have to go through every lyric chapter I ever wrote down in here and -these are almost 60-, compare it with the albums and find a song that I haven't used yet. I'll do some other lyrics from the other albums soon but there'll be lyrics out of songs that I have already used but they won't be the same. I usually know which parts of a song I wrote down because they are usually my favourite parts. Well, I'll see what I can do. Love y'all & stay weird.

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