Windows, wisdom, feeling gone
Empty rooms of hollowed dreams
Rushing veins thus broken ties
Broken binds, of hellish days
If love is only but a moment
Give me nothing more than that
Destroy all other possibilites
Destroy all other venues
Dreams are the devils tools
Kissing is satans’ maze
Mess up your head, confuse
Block out all the other reasoning
All can tell your going to break
They all know how much you can take
Your breaking, your bending, completely
Falling so hard, the ground is sweet relief
Being is only believing if your out of your mind
Dreams are reality if you forget the reason behind
Death is only the end if your beginning is wrong
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