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This is noise
This is curse
This is talk
This is red
This is pale
This is ache
This is last
This is slow
This is shock
This is thrown
This is fire
This is break
This is snow
This is witch
This is spell
This is cut
This is final
This is fine
This is moon
This is tide
This is hell
This is hers
This is theirs
This is mind
Feels like storms
Feels like thunder
Feels like storms
Feels like I'm going under
Here comes the slow going
Here comes the pain
I fade out like a ghost
And run out like the rain
All you know of heroines is what you read
Sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed
All you know of heroines is what you read
Burn, bleed
There's a red, red howling down my dark hall
I was everything you wanted
Now I'm nothing at all
There's a red, red howling down my dark hall
I was everything you wanted
Now I'm nothing at all
All you know of heroines is what you read
Sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed
All you know of heroines is what you read
Sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed
All you know of heroines is what you read
Burn, bleed
Burn, bleed
Burn, bleed
This is curse
This is talk
This is red
This is pale
This is ache
This is last
This is slow
This is shock
Burn, bleed
Nail my knees together
This time it's not about you
You have no power here
You don't know what I need
I'm giving in
I'll get there in a box
Turn away
Now let your legends bleed
Burn, bleed
Burn, bleed
There is a red, red howling down my dark hall
I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all
Drag a slow line down my leg to my mouth from my thigh
Show it to the police and the priests you can you say that you tried
There is a red, red howling down my dark hall
I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all
There is a red, red howling down my dark hall
I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all
I'm half alive, barely worth keeping
I rule the bed, soon I'll wake up sleeping
Feels like storms
Feels like thunder
Feels like storms
Feels like I'm going under
Here comes the slow going
Here comes the pain
I fade out like a ghost
And run out like the rain
This time it's different
This time it's close
This time it's between the spine and the skin
All you know of heroines is what you read
Sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed
All you know of heroines is what you read
Sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed
All you know of heroines is what you read
Burn, bleed
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