Happy tears fade fastSad tears tend to lastYou've got your blood-stained heartIn your nicotine-stained handsAnd your twenty-nine yearsDid not help you passOh, the roadkill, cheap thrillObstacle filled pathWhite lies, black dressBrightest of darknessYou close your tear-stained eyesTo your silver lined madnessAfter twenty-nine yearsYou might want to confessThat we have madeA fucked-up placeThat I can not eraseSing to meWhite lies, black hearttearing us apartChanging melodies
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