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Every Time I Die
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Morphine Season
Lyricist:Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Michael Novak, Andrew John Williams
Looking forward to a flat lined love affair The comfort of a dire love sickness I've come to cherish bed sores and the salt in my own tears My beautiful affliction your kiss festers like a boil
I find myself ugly in your eyes of asylum scenery Have you come to take me away take me away Darling you are a disease that spreads like sunshine The vultures make a halo while they wait for me to die
Your fingers crawl like flies on peeling flesh Paralyzed you warm me in a cold sweat deadened Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com But moving in seizures loving in fits of disillusional blurs Don't you come near me buried above ground and rotting You can't take the corpse from his cold
This is not a sickness if I beg it's an addiction Throw your flowers to the fever I'm an abscess with a heartbeat
An arm span of dirty needles and a rusted pieces Flowers mask the decomposing Passion is watching how fast I can deteriorate The desperation is a clotting incision
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