The Birthday Massacre — Crush

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Delicate like an infant
So relative, if you see through me
Jealousy a persistent whisper
A gentle wind through a hollow tree
Who are we, adrift and naked?
You hold my breath. I save you a seat
Fantasy of a quiet separation
A double edge on the devil’s seam

We rise, then we dissolve
It’s a deep black crush
It’s a pale blue love
And we know what we’ve become
It’s a pale blue love
It’s a deep black crush

A new world oddity meets the commoner
Impulse, white blood, so high, too soft
Try to meet halfway, now we’re up against a stone wall
We crash, twin fire, blue ash, pink smoke
Spirals in decline, one tied against the other
Impulse, white blood, so high, too soft
Dissolving in the sky, swallowed in time
We crash, twin fire, blue ash, pink smoke

Soft to tell in an instant, fleeting
Put to rest in the deep blue sea
Separate in the dark white winter
Melted back with a hollow plea
What are we but a storm of sorrow?
Broken eyes and a mouth of bone
Feel your heart beating slow like thunder
Bleeding out through the fire and stone

We rise, then we dissolve
It’s a deep black crush
It’s a pale blue love
And we know what we’ve become
It’s a pale blue love
It’s a deep black crush

A new world oddity meets the commoner
Impulse, white blood, so high, too soft
Try to meet halfway, now we’re up against a stone wall
We crash, twin fire, blue ash, pink smoke
Spirals in decline, one tied against the other
Impulse, white blood, so high, too soft
Dissolving in the sky, swallowed in time
We crash, twin fire, blue ash, pink smoke