East Of Eden

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The Beautiful Mistake - Rock

East Of Eden

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Walk away, painless eyes Lie alone, and now you're dead inside Lost yourself, lost inside Hands held up under a silent sky I think that martyrdom suits you so well You wallow in the arms of a sacramental love Lift high the saintly cup Of all your made up tears Move them all against me Pardon all your sins You're the maternal saint of total fiction Trap is set, story told Cross the line, so now its fiction sold Pardoned soul, sanctioned lie Kiss the ring And now you're dead inside I think that martyrdom suits you so well You wallow in the arms of a sacramental love Lift high the saintly cup Of all your made up tears Move them all against me Pardon all your sins You're the maternal saint of total fiction So close to the body and blood But so dead you can't swallow either...

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  • The Beautiful Mistake