Alibi from Alibi by Emma Volard

Just a quantified sinner,
Never seems to read the lines,
It’s just the alibi,

Rendezvous in the dead of night,
Driftin where the breeze blows,
Tortured mind to medicate.

Only in his eyes,
A broken shell,
Not raised to tell

Toxicity burn deep in the skin,
Morals skewed by birthline,
Searching for remedies

It’s just the alibi,
It’s just the alibi


I hear her name in his sleep and,
I won’t cease to try and hide,
Pain is economy

Salted wounds suffer honestly,
Can’t seem the cut the ties,
It’s just the alibi,

Only in my eyes,
A broken shell,
Not raised to tell,

Pleasure and pain keep me at halt,
Just trying to feel again,
Weight bearing down on me

It’s just the alibi,
It’s just the alibi,
It’s just the alibi,
It’s just the alibi,

It’s just the alibi,
It’s just the alibi,
It’s just the alibi,
It’s just the alibi,
Cut that shit

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