innocent, her tiny wrists
are tying down an endlessness
lingering in an abyss
a broken heart cannot resist
a buried past is flowering
around the church of suffering
don't let it in
lost within our hotel room
i kiss your neck and leave a bruise
time drags me away from you
but won't put me down or
cut me loose
a buried past is flowering
around the church of suffering
don't let it in
we'll never ride their
prison line
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