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Okay, So This Time I Was Wrong Tim D Ryan
Okay, So This Time I Was Wrong
Little letters lit by a candle,
so monotone in your gesture closing the door.
Grace in your fingertips, so controlling.
Still open to suggestion.
Make me twitch and tingle, with the wind off your whispers.
I don't understand, that after tonight.
You'll be gone.
I don't find the reasoning, why,
one taste is all you need, one taste is all you need.
Mascara drips from the shingles,
an obvious over exxageration as to what happened.
We never got around to really see,
each other for what we were.
Monsters addicted to our prey, chasing a scent long gone.
I don't understand, that after tonight.
You'll be gone.
I don't find the reasoning, why,
one taste is all you need, one taste is all you need.
Letters lit by a candle,
synth a sketch of lovers lost.
With a destination of everywhere,
but getting nowhere.
With dogtags and minunderstandings,
they won't last through the night, through the night.
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