Two days of darkness, everything is black
You’re most painful kind of heart attack
Its been two days since my ears heard your voice
Everything they’ve heard since is just black noise
Don’t tell me if you see my eyes bleeding
They won’t stop cause I can’t feed my needing
Each hour feels like a year as I ponder
You broke the bounds of where my mind wanders
I lay here in my own cold crimson red
Without you I know I'm better off dead
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