User:XenonElemental/sandbox

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Stiches- Shawn Mendes I thought that I'd been hurt before But no one's ever left me quite this sore Your words cut deeper than a knife Now I need someone to breathe me back to life

Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll make it out alive If I quit calling you my lover Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Shaking, falling onto my knees And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Tripping over myself Aching, begging you to come help And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches

Just like a moth drawn to a flame Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain Your bitter heart cold to the touch Now I'm gonna reap what I sow I'm left seeing red on my own

Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll make it out alive If I quit calling you my lover Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Shaking, falling onto my knees And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Tripping over myself, Aching, begging you to come help And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches

[x3:] Needle and the thread, Gotta get you out of my head Needle and the thread, Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread, Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Shaking, falling onto my knees (falling on my knees) And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches (and I'll be needing stitches) Tripping over myself, Aching, begging you to come help (begging, "Baby, please.") And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches

(And now that) I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches (And now that) I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches

Stiches- Haste the Day Five words to change your heart and mind. In the heat of the sun I know you're the only one. You still cant' hold yourself together. Alone... Alone... All alone you have this conversation to satisfy your most intimate inner thoughts. Then you bite your lip when it matters most. A shade of red in sight. Can you taste the blood? Taste it on your lips. Rip the seam. Then I'll show you how the strings become the stitches in your mouth. In your silence we are louder. When the strings become the stitches in your mouth. Your growing imagination preparing you for what your heart requires to say. Then you bit your lip when it matters most. A shade of red in sight. Can you taste the blood? Taste it on your lips. Rip the seam. Then I'll show you how the strings become the stitches in your mouth. In your silence we are louder. When the strings become the stitches in your mouth. Five words, repeating over in your head. That's all you ever have to do. Five words, repeating over in your head. That's all you ever have to do. Five words. Is it really that hard to say you're worth more that this? You're worth more than this. Rip the seam. Then I'll show you how the strings become the stitches in your mouth. In you silence we are louder. When the strings become the stitches in your mouth.