Miasmic Suffering

I confide my blessing to you.
I denied confessing to you.
I want it all to be for you.
You're trying just to be free from

All the rights and all the wrongs
I wonder if we tried to long.
Would you stay, would you pay
Would you break my heart in a thousand shades of cold.

I have died expressing through you.
Blood has dried from teard of losing you.
I've torn it down just for you,
And now I'm finally free from

All the rights and all the wrongs
I wonder if we tried to long.
Would you stay, would you pay
Would you break my heart in a thousand shades of cold.

All the rights and all the wrongs
I wonder if we tried to long.
Would you stay, would you pay
Would you break my heart in a thousand shades of cold.

I brought this on myself.
I brought this on myself.

Brought this on my - self.
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Brought this on my - self.
- self -

Brought this on my - self.
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