tonight is thick with the things i once owned
but i fall out of love with myself
and i stand up alone
keep the part of me that i gave you
it's a gift for you to keep
and i've promised you the colour blue
but the price looks a little steep, tonight
this song only exists in email form
and somehow that feels right
this depression works from the inside out
until it bursts from my eyes in full flight
and then everything tastes salty
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