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broken angels
without any wings
they have forgotten how to fly
look around
under rocks and above the clouds
they walk among us
hold us to life
before they find their wings
and forget us (these sweet memories)
broken angels
no more drama
i will not take
your sweet-talking lies
one more time
‘cause all you do is lie, lie, lie
and leave me
sick of all your
masochistic posturing
im so over you
no more drama
watch little white lies
devour droplets of pain
always hungering for more
never satisfied
ever, never, lies



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