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You're my burning desire My wilting flower And the markings she despises The ones that she hides And paints on that pretty smile She wears as a disguise Did you feel my hand Slipping from your grasp Dont tell me its the end Dont tell me its the end A lit cigarette Ashed out on your back Just to see if you could feel What you're told is real Like rose pedals Falling to the ground No one will hear a sound With your death grip on my heart Don't let it slip The perfect storm Gives nothing more Than a constant reminder That I don't quite deserve her Deserve her I'll Paint you A pretty picture Of just the two of us Then paint it black With our blood Paint the canvas black Paint it black A lit cigarette Ashed out on your back Just to see if you could feel What you're told is real Like rose pedals Falling to the ground No one will hear a sound With your death grip on my heart Don't let it slip And you're gone Like the sun in October Am I the one you want I'll never be sober And you're gone Like the sun in October Am I the one you want Will this be forever Don't you slip away Please promise me that you'll stay Don't go ahead and dig your own grave It will be okay As long as you stay Don't you slip away It will be okay Don't you slip away Promise me that you'll stay A lit cigarette Ashed out on your back Just to see if you could feel What you're told is real Like rose pedals Falling to the ground No one will hear a sound With your death grip on my heart Don't let it slip Don't let it slip Don't let it slip With your death grip on my heart Don't let it slip