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The reality is this
You could break me with a kiss
Turn me in on my hungry heart
Watch me tear myself apart

The reality is this
I'm as frail as my cheapest wish
A coward with brave words
The more they echo, the more absurd

The reality is this

The worst case could still be bliss

I'm too busy spinning out

Driven by a reasonable doubt

The reality is this

You can't hold what you wont let slip

I got so good at seeing the signs

That now they haunt me all the time

I Wanted You Dead, and O' How I Dreamt of It

I wanted you dead, and O' how I dreamt of it
The wind of your last breath warm on my cheek
You are a blight, a scourge on my holy earth
Vile, pathetic, pitiful, weak

I wanted you dead, and O' how I dreamt of it
Cleansed of your curse as you fade off to sleep
"Mercy!" you cry, mercy I never show
But you keep on rising back up from the deep

I wanted you dead, and O' how I dreamt of it

Caught in some nightmare just watching you bleed

I followed the lessons taught by my past

And became the beast from which I was freed

In the light of the torch I brought to burn you alive

I see that you are me and I don’t want you to die

O, cavernous heart, what beauty could sleep in it

I want you to live, and O' how I dream of it