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The Casualty - Cursive
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The Casualty Cursive

The Casualty - Cursive
[Verse 1]
The night has fallen down the staircase
And I, for one, have felt its bruises
Equilbrium, inebriated
Our social graces have been displaced

[Chorus 1]
As we sink deeper into the drink
The volume increases
Night time resurrects fault lines
Silent wars rumble somewhere below
The surfaces versus
The surfaces versus
The shoe is dropped, lungs explode
Shards of words of a shattered voice
And there's still a hole where the phone was thrown

[Hook]
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

[Verse 2]
The moon is rising, a revolution
I close my eyes, and the room is spinning
You're screaming, "Sweetie, the moon has raped me
It has left its seeds like a tomb inside me
So I must learn to abort these feelings
This romance is bleeding"
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