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You Had Me At 'i Wish You Were Dead' Lyrics


Genocide Approach You Had Me At 'i Wish You Were Dead'


Sunday greets us sweetly and the bottle has run dry.
This is the last time that I will let you in.
Chloroform graces the ever-popular photograph, brimming
with aspersions. But the lights have all burned out
tonight to honor your greatest achievement: stabbing me
so softly I mistake it for your perfect entrance. Hang
yourself from my limbs; I would love to see you try to
face me. Gaze through me on your way down. I can see
your madness painted on the reddened sky. With a simple
flick of the wrist, your promises were defiled. This
empty picture has been distorted by the rivers from my
eyes. I never want to hear your face again. Another
lie. Losing everything through your mistakes, but it's
worth it. I adore you. Changing faces taint our canvas
with somatic lies. I abhor you. Brace yourself, for
when you threw away all of those things you said, I
died, but not in your arms as I had hoped to. Face
yourself, how long will it take to speak of love again
to me, a thing I never knew before I loved you. My
beautiful virus. And I can't see what I've done to
drive you to this desecration of our so-called passion,
of our so-called love. So where are your plush seraphim
when you need them? And what's the point of love if it
doesn't last forever? THE BLOOD -- IS FOR -- YOU. I am
giving up on this, but I can't give up on you. THE
BLOOD IS FOR YOU. Light a candle for a kiss cast aside.
This train will go all night so I'll go along for the
ride. Now I get my wings in this darkness, oh, my
beautiful virus. And I will fly away from you, oh, my
beautiful virus. And I will cry these tears upon the
earth, oh, my beautiful virus. Hoping we'll meet
somewhere between death and you. Your serrated words,
which carry no longer a message of love, tear into my
heart in the same way you did when we met. One last
whisper, left softly under your door: I love you and
farewell.



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