Broken Windows

"Man always destroys that which he loves"
You said it works both ways
Slowly fading, if only I could of...
Sleeping through these silent days

Your screaming at me, but I can't hear
Staining your voice to the point of bleeding
Throwing glass and crystal mirrors
That crash against the walls all broken and needing

Exhausted from all the screaming and crying
Plunge down past the surface, slip to the floor
I'm so tired but I'm still fucking trying
How can you ask for more

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