Tuesday, 3 June 2014

The Trick Is To Sell It

We are your favorite fairytale.
   A legion of hearts we have enslaved We only sing these lies to get our way We are the light you pay to burn Stamped my wrist is "no returns "!
  Keep us safe for the sake of having something to fall back on.

We're your personal suicide hotline Take a break from yourself this ain't professional help but your one strum away from dying
 Let's all pretend you can go on with your life with having to pretend everythings alright

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