: Early morning without warning Woke me with a scare I had that dream again That the sun was dead Make me warm or take me home Its so cold in here Cant
: You and I were two old and tortured souls Repaired by a love of broken things In a life, just some bodies growing old No fear of the end, of anything
Don't what I don't mean (Give me back my piece of mind) Don't say what I don't mean (Give me back my precious time) No way you'll silence me You'll see
: Goddamn this dusty room This hazy afternoon I'm breathing in this silence Like never before This feeling that I get This one last cigarette As I lay
the same Just looking for shelter, from the cold and the pain Someone to cover, safe from the rain All I want is to be home Echoes and silence, patience and grace
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It was meant to be But all along it never meant a thing Never stopped to ask you why You didn't pass me by Did you see me in your life Flash before your
Seems like only yesterday Life belonged to runaways Nothing here to see No looking back Every song monotone Every color monochrome Light began to fade
Don't what I don't mean (Give me back my piece of mind) Don't say what I don't mean (Give me back my precious time) No way you'll silence me You'll
Attention Pay attention No mention A sickest array A mission An admission Ignition Detonate Oh no don't talk about it No please don't talk about it
A heart of gold But it lost it's pride Beautiful veins And bloodshot eyes I see your face In another light Why'd you have to go And let it die Why
Here now don't make a sound Say hey have you heard the news today One flag was taken down To raise another in its place A heavy cross you bear A stubborn
Goddamn this dusty room This hazy afternoon I'm breathing in this silence Like never before This feeling that I get This one last cigarette As I lay
Keep you in the dark you know they all pretend Keep you in the dark and so it all began Send in your skeletons Sing as their bones go marching in again
You and I were two old and tortured souls Repaired by a love of broken things In a life, just some bodies growing old No fear of the end, of anything
Early morning without warning Woke me with a scare I had that dream again That the sun was dead Make me warm or take me home Its so cold in here Cant