Cheap lips, soft eyes, lost in the most blinding lights As cold as those first nights alone As the second best hell become Sleep deep girl, dream well That night I think he cried himself to sleep Just maybe he felt more than we could ever know And I think he pulled that trigger to empty that memory I think he cut the weight to end the floods of you Let him soar, let him ride as budding gravestone do Just sleep, girl, just dream well.
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