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Sardonic Laughter Of Doomed Lovers

from From The Cradle To The Coffin by WISBORG

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I always find a way
To ruin what is precious
To burn what I have sown
And hurt the ones I love

Intimacy is hell
When it's no longer heaven
Solitude's a hydra
Come on, chop off the head
Let's soothe our pain for a while
With affection and saliva
'Cause nothing lasts forever
In pieces we shall rest

Baby, won't you include me in your midnight prayers?
I'm bleeding to death from my chest
And I already know that I'll ruin this, darling
But hard it's less hard to forget
I always find a way
To ruin what's precious
To burn what I have sown
And hurt the ones I love

I am a mess indeed
Emotionally crippled
I crave for love so badly
I bite the hand that feeds
And all I ever need is something
Unattainable to desire
I guess it's kinda funny
It almost makes me laugh

Baby, won't you include me in your midnight prayers?
I'm bleeding to death from my chest
And I already know that I'll ruin this, darling
But hard it's less hard to forget
I always find a way
To ruin what's precious
To burn what I have sown
And hurt the ones I love

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from From The Cradle To The Coffin, released March 29, 2019

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