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The Art O F Losing

アーティスト:Like Moths To Flames  アルバム:The Dying Things We Live for 

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If it wasn't for this bad luck that hangs up over my head, I'd have no luck at all but maybe once I'd hope for the best. What would it take to change my expiration date? Sick of borrowing time I will never repay. There's an art to losing every single thing you love. Where do you turn when all you're left with is bad blood? Is this what it's like, to be put back on the shelf? Left to collect the dust of someone else. The light in the back of the tunnel quickly fades to black. Seasons change as I'm left in the past. There's no home sweet home when you're sinking underneath just like a stone. Sinking down, sinking down alone. There's no home sweet home. Nothing left to believe in. Everything I know is slipping away. Right down the drain. Is this all in vain? Nothing left to fight for. Every new chance brought another door, slammed in my face.


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