but your heart, I didn't break it, no it was taken from you years ago and the hole those older men pulled it through it's still aching let's be patient, you'll pull through pull through pull through pull through won't you?
This [girl] I know, [s]he has a heart of glass It is gold inside but it has crystalized It is beautiful but in it's tragedy It is hard to hold without shattering [s]he calls h[er]self at night, in soft overchords
Keeps coming back to it h[er] voice in echo chords Till the sound's so thick it turns the sky to smoke And the greyest days the predictions told But this [girl] I know, [s]he is pure of soul Just gets lost sometimes in h[er] chemicals Under a coat of night, it's oh-so-comforting And that first breaking light becomes h[er] enemy
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This [girl] I know, [s]he has a heart of glass
It is gold inside but it has crystalized
It is beautiful but in it's tragedy
It is hard to hold without shattering
[s]he calls h[er]self at night, in soft overchords
Keeps coming back to it h[er] voice in echo chords
Till the sound's so thick it turns the sky to smoke
And the greyest days the predictions told
But this [girl] I know, [s]he is pure of soul
Just gets lost sometimes in h[er] chemicals
Under a coat of night, it's oh-so-comforting
And that first breaking light becomes h[er] enemy
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