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Woorden: This Awkward Silence. Other. Ambience.


Sick of being the one who takes all your blame,
Now I hide in the middle and swallow it all down.

Try and never come back. You never tried
Because we were never involved, and plus you never cared at all.
Cry, you never cry.
Because we're never coming back, never coming back.

Take your mind off itself
So I can help you go, and save you from all you've done.
I wish you weren't so honest,
So cordial and afraid. (I think I know that this could work.)
Remember when I picked you up,
Up off that bathroom floor (picked you up off that bathroom floor)?

I'm sick of being the one you blame.
(And it's all my fault that this fell apart now this could be the end.)
I'm sick of being the one you blame.
(All my fault, it's all my fault.)

So you cry about attention, but you never cared at all.
All that I felt was right.
I know exactly where you stand.
I know exactly what you want.
(I think I know that this could work.)
Separation is a word,
A word that we can live.
(A word that we can live, a word that we can live.)

I'm sick of being the one you blame.
(And it's all my fault that this fell apart now this could be the end.)
I'm sick of being the one you blame.
(All my fault, it's all my fault.)

I will go,
Just make it go away.
Such a long way down from here,
I know this will get better.

Sunrise, dear burning eyes, (I will fall through you)
I could never break these gates of you.
Hold on, hold tight, just keep quiet.
Sunrise, dear burning eyes, (I will fall through you)
I could never break these gates of you.
Hold on, hold tight; just keep quiet