some things you cant make up
you cant replace this pain
bearing scars of guilt
their eyes burn through
like a falling star
tears through the night

cigarette burns
those times we'd laugh under the stars

bearing scars of absence
pouring salt in these wounds
are you sorry now?
left to mourn
pictures where we smiled

head on collison

i suppose
we were always
just stuck in the headlights

 
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