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Lletres: The Birthday Massacre. Pins & Needles. Secret.

I woke up as I lay there bleeding slow
There was no way to make all this blow over so
I started writing the ending, I said too much
And you just kept on pretending for both of us

I could never speak in a way
(What you)
Wanted to hear, I couldn't convey
We were just sinking too fast to say
The two of us whispering hope away

All the days that I've counted, you'll never know
All that I promised you doubted, I told you so
Forget the words that were spoken and thoughts erased
Let's burn the path that was chosen without a trace

I could never speak in a way
(What you)
Wanted to hear, I couldn't convey
We were just sinking too fast to say
The two of us whispering hope away

I could never speak in a way
(What you)
Wanted to hear, I couldn't convey
We were just sinking too fast to say
The two of us whispering hope away