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Ribbons From Christ

You can call yourself 
I'm burning from the 2nd floor 
Can you hear me?
God is gone to a better place

Please don't hold the wave 
Please don't hold the wave
I am coming down 

I cut myself today 
I let the blood dry up 
Picked the crest just to see if I would bleed again

Something in the way you say you're okay 
Makes me want to end it
So cut the tie today

Please don't hold the wave 
Please don't hold the wave
I am coming down 

Can you see the pain 
I've been lost to my days
Could you hold yourself up today
Does human kind see it
Can we till when it's are time

Cut  the abuse away
I can't breath anymore
So choking on my own saliva
Didn't give it away 

Please don't hold the wave 
Please don't hold the wave
I am coming down 

All the time and now 
I don't feel the same anymore
Please don't hate me 
I don't feel the same 
Can you understand today? 

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