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Artista: In Theory I woke from sleeping with your ghost, your haunting fingertips brushed my skin. The picture on the mantle broke my will, when I remembered what you said... you disappeared. I took our record off along with your locket couldn't take the sounds of broken up vinyl and amythests. The way you crossed your fingers while wishing on eyelashes... and broken thumbs. They'll find your body... but they'll never catch me They'll find your body... but they'll never know. Take it away to the beat of a broken overture Take it away to the beat of a broken tune. *Her music is not in the notes its in the way she moves* The needle broke off into her motion. I got caught cutting your torso into pieces... I couldn't help it... I fell in love... With the velvet eyes The girl with the velvet eyes.
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