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Mixed Heart
Open up your eyes,
Look into your soul,
It’s made of coal that’s frozen solid.
Everything you touch you freeze it alive,
Then set it on fire leave it smokin’.
Hearts are tokens, easy stolen, put them in a game
Win or lose you never get them back.
Tears of gold fall down my face as time moves on in its precious ways,
Beating—all alone but can’t you stay as we begin to suffer.
It’s so hard to dream—so hard to believe
That the truth is where no one can share.
I burn inside but it’s just the ice twisting my heart.
How to see through it?
I can’t do it while you drag me towards my doom.
Hearts are tokens easy stolen, put them in a game win or lose you never get them back.
Tears of gold fall down my face as time moves on in its precious ways beating—all alone but don’t you stay as we begin to simmer.
Broken up inside though my heart doesn’t mind that you gave it away and threw it with the other ones.
It’s like being locked in a cage though your options are few but when I am with you…
Glaciers of ashes collapse in the painful heat of tomorrow.
Crystals spark in the night as we fight to our own deaths.
I never understood your ways, I guess our necessities get us carried away…
Tears of gold fall down my face as time moves on in its precious ways beating—all alone but DON’T you stay as we begin to separate.
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