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[empallin]

leaving in the evening
with a load of grieving
a plan on the edge of a burn
and a promise of no return

we offer you
no celebration for
this quiet rejuvenation
of a juvenile obliteration

remember when it was
so much room in your bed
remember when it was
you used every tool you had
remember when it was
ding dong the dick is dead
remember when it was
a dark desperate escape

you say you never know
but we know
everyone giving
and your forgiving

how long do you think it will last this time?
how long do you think it will last this time?

we offer you
no celebration for
this dreadful rejuvenation
of a juvenile obliteration

leaving in the evening
with a load of grieving
a new cut a bigger burn
one more promise of no return

that you will never keep