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Until I Didn’t, Anymore (Lana Vibes) 1 by Gemma

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Until I Didn’t, Anymore (Lana Vibes) 1

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Like some message in a broken bottle, you were floating at sea
Like a baby in a golden cradle, I picked your shards up out of curiosity
And let them cut me while I was bleeding, heart aching, you swooped in with a healing smile
Wrapped my wounds around your little finger and kissed them goodbye
I was so at ease glancing at your hooded eyes, that I forgot my melody
I thought you were bold and brave, had some respect, but I was one to dream
You made me believe that love was true, evermore
When I knew you, until I didn’t, anymore.
That November morning had been cold, as I left for work thinking of you
Thinking of a shirt that our little distance couldn't put a stop
To every feeling you ever displayed, it had been my war of comfort place
Oh lord, I watched it all with delay, as you turned colder than a frozen lake
Now half the fun was drifting away, I thought you were sweet and true
I thought you were sweet and true, but actions spoke louder than every whole word you grew
I caught and made excuses for all you did, thinking you'd grow to truly love me
Boy, was I one to dream, thought I knew you to the core, until I didn’t, anymore
Oh, why do flashing lights and red signs seem so tempting?
Falling for sunshine, so you find it's just been job boring
Never a victim but a prey, run, run away
Warnings come with a chase, oh why?
Our aphrodisiac indulgence is so addictive
Drinking poison in the name of an answer
Oh, why do flashing lights and red signs seem so tempting?
Falling for sunshine, so you find it's just been job boring
Never a victim but a prey, run, run away
Warnings come with a chase, oh why?
Our aphrodisiac indulgence is so addictive
Drinking poison in the name of an answer
Warnings come with a chase, oh why?
Our aphrodisiac indulgence is so addictive
Drinking poison in the name of an answer