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I thought I felt a spark, thought I saw a flame

When something changed in you, who took the blame?

My plan was foolproof as I became a fortress of your heart

Love, the kind that kills and scars

Will make you kneel and cry to hell and back

The words that slit your throat will make you think of love

As the new black, as what you lack love

The sound of letting go a side of youth

That we all set aside, when the world was new

Under the full moon, only endless rain and absence of your heart

Love, the kind that kills and scars

Will make you kneel and cry to hell and back

The words that slit your throat will make you think of love

As the new black, as what you lack