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Stained

June 30, 2010
By Anonymous

Baby, your wings weren't meant for this

All I see when I close my eyes is red
Roses on an imaginary bed
Candy hearts pushed into her hands
The red of her blood breaking skin
There's a phrase that pays
But I can only stutter it
Heavy hearts, head aches, and things I can't admit

Don't you fly away, don't you dare fly away
It's just a promise for another black day

Sewing wings with needles that make me bleed
A gift so hopefully you can see
Exactly what you mean to me

Don't you fly away, don't you dare fly away
It's just a promise for another black day

Stained with my blood and yours

Sewing wings with needles that make me bleed
So stained, another work of imperfection for an angel

I hold you so much longer this time
So much closer because you should be mine
But then you'll exchange my embrace
For another's, my smile for their face
There's a phrase that pays
But I can hardly mumble it
Without you I just feel so sinner sick

Baby your wings weren't meant for this
Your wings weren't meant for this

Stained with my blood and yours

Don't you fly away, don't you dare fly away
It's just a promise for another black day
I gave you wings so that you'd stay
But, oh god, please stop the pain

Baby your wings weren't meant for this
Your wings weren't meant for this

So stained with my blood and yours


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