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       Absinthe
       By: NyxPsyche Date: May 11, 2012, 1:04 pm
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       This is where all of Absinthe's songs will be posted.
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       Re: Absinthe
       By: NyxPsyche Date: July 9, 2012, 11:48 am
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       I apologize
       That your memory serves you more than I can now
       You'll have to make sense of my life somehow
       Yeah, somehow
       Well, I close my eyes
       Remove each piece of armor one by one
       Inhale this moment deep into my lungs
       Make amends for all I've done
       All of my devils are free at last
       And all my secrets revealed
       And your permission is all I
       Need to heal
       Well how long have I
       Been sitting here, I must have drifted off
       I cannot finish any of my thoughts
       Forgive me for my wayward shot
       All of my devils are free at last
       And all my secrets revealed
       And your permission is all I
       Need to heal
       I wake up in the morning, and it comes back to you
       I breathe in I breathe out, it comes back to you
       I stare up at the ceiling, and it comes back to you
       I step out my front door, and it comes back to you
       The end of my driveway, it comes back to you
       Brakelights on the highway, it comes back to you
       I could die in Los Angeles.
       It would come back to you.
       All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
       And all my secrets are revealed, yeah
       And your permission is all that I,
       I need to feel
       All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
       And all my secrets are revealed, yes they are
       And your permission is all that I need.
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