_Falling through pages of Martens on angels
Feeling my heart pull west
I saw the future dressed as a stranger
love in a space-dye vest
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_Love is an act of blood and I’m bleeding
a pool in the shape of a heart
Beauty projection in the reflection
Always the worst way to start
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_Now that you’re gone I’m trying to take it
Learning to swallow the rage
Found a new girl I think we can make it
as long as she stays on the page
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_This is not how I want it to end
And I’ll never be open again
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(Dream Theater’s Awake, Space-Dye Vest).