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One More Final

from Agony in Absence by TRUCE

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Could this be the final goodbye? Time weeps like an open wound and we fail in our connection. Extending my arteries to your poison in the purest expression of insecurity.

There's nothing left of us to salvage, so save your selfish words.

Still holding this hell in the palm of my hands, a razor blade's edge revealing who I am. Sinking down, from pedestal to grave, I never meant for you to see the worst in me.

Another forever loaded in the chamber, bound in a promise we could never keep. If closure is just an illusion that we create, and if we are all that separates, then for what it's worth, I hope you get what you deserve.

So save your selfish words.

Still holding this hell in the palm of my hands, a razor blade's edge revealing who I am. Sinking down, from pedestal to grave, I never meant for you to see the worst in me.

Another forever in the chamber, bound in a promise we could never keep. A bullet etched with one more final 'I need you' - the purest expression of insecurity.

Still holding this hell in the palm of my hands, a razor blade's edge revealing who I am. Sinking down, from pedestal to grave, I never meant for you to see the worst in me.

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from Agony in Absence, released November 17, 2019

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