NOCTULA - YEARBOOK AT THE END
10. THE LAST PAGE
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Black lipstick on my collar
Saving grace for my soul
From the one who scarred my body and
The one who made me whole

And if only I could see her
Hear the sound of her voice
And if only I'd remember
But I have no choice
And at the end of everything
And on the very last page...

Her silken body in my hands
Desperation on my mind
For the one who took me in and
Left my shattered heart behind

And if only I could see her
Hear the sound of her voice
And if only I'd remember
But I have no choice
And at the end of everything
And on the very last page...

Pictures of my girl
On the last page
Sadness from my world
On the last page
Pictures of my girl
On the last page
Sadness from my world
On the last page

And at the end of everything
And on the very last page...

Bloody handprint on the mirror
And the stained sheets covering my bed
From the one who left the dirty, singed and
Torn-up volumes in my head

And If only I could see her
Hear the sound of her voice
And if only I'd remember
But I have no choice
And at the end of everything
And on the very last page...

And if only I could see her
Hear the sound of her voice
And if only I'd remember
But I have no choice
And at the end of everything
And on the very last page
And if only I could see her
Hear the sound of her voice
And if only I'd remember
But I have no choice
And at the end of everything
And on the very last
And on the very last
And on the very last page...