This is my only heart and there are no spare parts replacing who we are this is my only dream the other ones are gone never to be seen
we are born and we survived everything we sacrificed and it suits us both just fine because its a sign that we are alive
horizon is a blur from the window of the amtrak no matter where you are if you run it keeps coming back written on a book, misunderstood you never know the hardest park is knowing where to go
This is the final test an ocean of dark thougths just hanging unexpressed this is mt only life its getting darker here we're painting with lights
did you hear the songs not sung and the lives of who died young just the thought of doing nothing feels like water in my lungs
horizon is a blur from the window of the amtrak no matter where you are if you run it keeps coming back written in a book, misunderstood you never know the hardest park is knowing where to go
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