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Any Other Heart (Demo)

And this is my last remaining filter
On my last remaining words
It's leaving the taste
Of something bitter on my tongue
I'm leaving a letter full of reasons
Along with a line that starts to blur
Into a page that says
You faded way too young
'Cause you're leaving something
Short of innocent
I'm still thinking of the times
We should have spent
It's as if this form of treason
Crawled up deep inside your head
And left you notes
On how to keep your insides dead
If I had any other heart
If any other piece spoke louder
If I had any other hands
I wouldn't need the voice to tell
The world about the coward
That refuses to stand
And claim the blood on your hands
If I had any other heart beside my own
We might have left you cold
I'm handed a book about instructions
On when I…

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