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Woorden: Descendents. Cool To Be You. One More Day.


Spent the last years
In denial of my grief
Because you hated me
Anyone could see

I will always wonder
What I meant to you
And why you hated me
What I did to you

And I can't get anywhere
Pretending that I don't care
Lying to everyone I see
When the only thing I needed was

One more day
Like yesterday
I picked you up
And put me down
Wish you were still around

For one more day
Like yesterday
With you

And in the end
We didn't have a thing to say
Still those games we play
Then you passed away

I'll always wonder
Why you had to leave
Why you hated me
Then layed the blame on me

The cold air
The septic stares
The smell of the sick blue hair
Ya I'll let you go down there
The only child that never cared about

One more day
Like yesterday
I picked you up
And put me down
Wish you were still around

For one more day
Like yesterday
With you

I'll always wonder if I could have a meant more to you
And I'll always wonder if, if I could have done more for you
How I can just turn my back
How I can just walk away
How I can just close my eyes and watch you die

We never get it on
We never got a chance to sing our song of love
I love my 'daddy-boy'
Did you love your boy?
Oh if your so warm to me now
It's cold in this room
To know you're in the ground
There nothing I can ever do to have

One more day
Like yesterday
I picked you up
And put me down
Wish you were still around

For one more day
Like yesterday
With you

One more day
Like yesterday
One more day
Like yesterday
One more day
Like yesterday
One more day