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She Break Hearts 2 by Sibabalwe

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She Break Hearts 2 by Sibabalwe - Alternaterocklil Peep Type music cover art

She Break Hearts 2

Alternaterocklil Peep Type

0:004:03
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Guitar hums like a low confession, snare clicks like a heartbeat Room smells like cheap perfume and yesterdays regret
Lights blur on the ceiling, cigarette ash on the floor Your voicemail laughing loud like I could ask for more
Lipstick on my collar, steam on the windowpane Pills on the nightstand, names I can't pronounce, just shame
You move like a rumor, a beautiful and reckless Every alley in my chest gets lit up and you exit I trace the outline of your shadow on the wall Cold static in my pocket, can't find you when I call
I keep the melody soft and the chorus raw Tear stained melodies, slow guitar and a little more mine
Post is a kick drum, broken and in time Every lie you left behind sings right through my mind
She break hearts like she blamed that for living You gave me hope, next time on the floor I'm not breathing
Drugs everywhere, cold sign
Guitar hums like a low confession, snare clicks like a heartbeat Room spins like a record, skipping haunted lines
Ashtray full of questions, late night neon signs Your jacket on the chair still smells like borrowed skin I tuck the emptiness away where the light can't get in
I write our names in margins of an old cassette Play it back to hear the way your promises forget
There's mascara on the pillow, half drunk, glass of wine A ghost of every almost make it hard to find a spine I drown the chorus in distortion, leave the verse exposed
Lower hats ticking like the secrets we never chose A melody that fractures when your silhouette appears I count the broken syllables, erase another year
She break hearts like she blamed that for living You gave me hope, next time on the floor I'm not breathing
Drugs everywhere, cold sign
Guitar hums like a low confession, snare clicks like a heartbeat Room spins like a record, skipping haunted lines
You left a voicemail at 2.70, laughter bending the line Said you love the way I fell, not the way I stay behind Pail bottle, soldiers on the shelf, orange couch like tiny sons I swallow down the silence while your liar flickers out
I thought I learned to breathe
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