Текст песни Depressionesque

Imprisoned in perfume

I smell her in my blanket when I'm sleeping

Strange how they hurt you

stinging memories they break your heart

And it's gone so fast

The only girl I ever loved is slipping through my hands

I blew a kiss, waved goodbye

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Count me out cause I'm a mess

A twisted accident a psychological wreck

A bruising sentiment

We'll count back and curtsey

The curtain falls and I begin to burn

We stand out like statues

impervious to pardoning our French