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Wither

Like Moths To Flames

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If all you love is everything that’s killing you
I know your pain and what you’re going through
I swear it never rains anymore, only pours
A different day with the same war
If all you love is everything that’s eating you up
I know your pain
You feel like you’ve had enough
You’ve lost so much you don’t keep score
A different day fighting the same war

To say a prayer would mean I had some faith
But I guess distance got the best of me
All it did was teach me how to hate
We’re all devils in our own hells trying to escape
Memories we can’t erase

Good things never come, I give up
Grown to love not being enough
Remove me from the frame
A picture that was meant to fade away
Wither away to grey

To say a prayer would mean there’s a glimpse of hope in me
That’s something that I’ve never seen,
But I’d walk on water if it made me believe
It’s only sink of swim
There’s no chance for me with these concrete limbs
I know all your love is the cause of your grief
I know exactly how you feel
You’re the same as me

We’re all devils in our own hells

Good things never come, I give up
Grown to love not being enough
Remove me from the frame
A picture that was meant to fade away
Wither away to grey

(Wither away to grey)

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