Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon

We can't place blame because blame is much too messy
Some is bound to get on you when you're trying to put it on me

Every word is all but spoken, sentiments are golden

Free my heart so my soul can fly

I'll heal you with a razor blade

When no one is around, love will always love you


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