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Now that everyone hs gone there is still one thing that plays on my tongue. The question never asked, the answer never thougth. There we sat, alone. Now i am, alone.
Now go ahead and bleed my soul dry, take all I ever had. Was it never enough? Because I know you weren't enough. Never enough.
Now that the world is empty and theres nothing left to say , will you think of me? Hope can only be,that no thoughts of you wil engulf me, theres only death in you. And death does arise in the extravigant form of you.
Now go ahead and bleed me dry. Take all I never had. It was never enough.I was never enough.
Now I let you go. No one is around. Neither are your. Right now I see through crimson, dirty water, and i see you. I see you swimming away. Just like you always do.
That's the best i've ever heard it put into words.