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One more torn out page
One more empty pen
One more lonely stage
One more lost friend
One more failed dream
One more last try
One more broken human being who can't even cry
One more beer
One more cigarette
One more fear and
One more regret
One more don't stop
One more forever
One more can't stop
One more whatever
One more problem
One more addiction
One more won't solve them
One more will just mix them
One more girlfriend
One more break up
One more time the world's gonna end before you just wake up
One more true love
One more enemy
One more word that drew blood but it won't be the end of me
One more stitch
One more bandage
One more rip, before it does damage
One more scab
One more scar
One more stab to the person you don't even know who you are
One more love is a heart waiting to be broke
One more song is just another song that I wrote
One more punch to my face
Two more bullets in my back
No love, I'm still standing, I'm still standing here
Two more torn out pages
Two more empty pens
Two more locked cages
Two more distant friends
Two more failed dreams
Two more goals
Two more broken wings
Two more shattered souls
Two more shots
Two more blunts
Two more too much to stop
Two more too many months
Two more pills
Two more in the trash
Two more will kill cause
Two more goes too fast
Two more broken knees
Two more collapsed lungs
Two more minutes of silence please before you stab me with your tongue
Two more lovers
Two more lips
Two more couples not using them on each other so betrayl they kiss
Two more enemies
Two more hereos
Two more isnt the remedy
Two more minus
Two more is zero
Two more eyes, filled with
Two more tears
Two more people cry after holding it in for
Two more years
Two more people die
Two more ain't always there
Two more questions asking why but you'll always have
Two more ears that'll listen and hear
You'll always have my ears that'll listen and hear
Two more hundred cuts
Two more stitches
Two more who gives a fuck
Two more won't fix it
Two more wasted minutes
Two more steps
Two more broken limits
Two more regrets
Two more hopeless people writing their last notes
Two more songs is just
Two more songs that I wrote
One more punch to my face
Two more bullets in my back
No more love, I'm still standing, I'm still standing here
No more torn out pages
No more empty pens
No more fucked up days
No more fucked up friends
No more failed dreams
No more people try
No more people sing
No more people act alive
No more drugs
No more lies
No more love
No more reason to cry
No more hate
No more jealousy
No more snakes cause the whole time the villain was me
No more religion
No more death
No more materialism
No more thing left
No more heartbreak
No more dissapointing journies but if there's
No more mistakes then there's
No more learning
No more nemesis
No more hero
No more isnt the genesis
No more means zero
No more tears and
No more agony
No more fear
No more knives in my back stabbing me
No more stitches
No more cuts
No more forgiveness, that's why we feel stuck
No more non-fiction
No more reality
No more addictions and people acting cowardly
No more depression
No more frowns
No more stress
No more people holding me down
No more music
No more hope
But if there were no more songs this wouldn't have been a song that I wrote
This isnt a song that I wrote
This isnt the end of an album
It's okay, it's just music, be happy