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LYRICS:

I'm still not fucking over it

You play like violins in a broken fucking symphony

and i know this hurts for you but I have no fucking sympathy

infectious cold, I've spent living with neglect 

yet I still can't let you go, and I'm still not fucking over it

I know my suffering's what keeps you alive

and I know you fucking love it.

6 years i fell for this love disguised in fucking misery                         

my sinking ship, will you be the fucking death of me?

you breathe only in withered lies, your perversion of distrust 

now another full length down and we're still not fucking over this.

And when your eyes become the looking glass     

through which only reflect the fucking past           

conceived in poignant everlasting despair            

you fell in love with the evil that you bare

I can't forgive, i won't forget

This dream was ours but you ripped it to shreds

There's no escape, i can't reflect 

the distance kills me but your presence's a threat

I will stay with you and cut right through

Through the essence of all that once was "like new"     

out of place but you turned away 

leaving nothing but the mess that you made

you traded everything for a life of broken promises 

at 23 i've fallen out when you left me with this bitterness

A frame of glass and a love that's built on sorrow,

Is a see through coffin for a heart that beats so hollow 

I know this eats you alive 

that which doesn't kill you just fucks with your mind

for too long i have lived just another slave bound by your torment 

but i am not afraid anymore 

I am not your fucking puppet

The snow has turned to rain so now i hope you're fucking happy

6 years i fell for this dead look your face. 

When the rain has washed away, what will be underneath?

A midnight breeze of chilled unease, when we began amiss.

The haunting scent of autumn makes a scornful heart resist.                     

A longing bliss in carnal stints of thighs gracing betwixt your hips

The harvest moon drapes aloft these graven, tattered crypts 

Please just let me let you go

and kiss the life from my lips

to show me a love not even death can resist

I am the boy with a thorn in his side

and i'm still not fucking over it