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Album: Bury Your Dead (2008) Artists: Bury Your Dead A Devil's Ransom Angel With A Dirty Face Disposably Yours Dust To Dust Fever Dream Fool's Gold Hands To Hide The Shame Infidels Hymn Sympathy Orchestra Womb Disease Year One

Song: Sympathy Orchestra Artists: Bury Your Dead Favorite: Add Remove This is a letter I started and I'll ever get the chance to finish it. I left the spaces here for you to fill in. Cross them out, cross me out of the picture. We've been living a weeks worth of truth in a years worth of lies. Now I feel so damaged. So broken So hollow Now Reach out for me, Touch these cracking ribs. Sometimes I think you forgot my name Sometimes I feel you forget my face The way you lick your lips Your body temperature climbs You look at me Like you were looking at Last night The way you lick your lips Your body temperature climbs Sometimes I think you forgot my name Sometimes I feel you forget my face

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