You and I felt so good to begin with, didn't we? Well, now it seems there's far too many adverts in between And we don't speak, so we're left in constant
I know the language of your laugh Tripping over circumstance I know the story of your walk I taste the sugar and the salt I taste and savor your little
Ain't nobody can love me like you do Ain't nobody can love me like you do Ain't nobody can love me like you do Ain't nobody can love me like you do Meet
He licks the paper, turns the page He writes the spoken word again Releases pools of un-trapped blood To camouflage what's understood Wrapped up in a
Watching a fire, skipping under thunder Crossing a wire, connecting undercover Be mine, it's a physical thing I wanna give you all the love I can give
Lately I've been facing a fall Holding onto something That means nothing but war I've been cutting connections 'Causing the walls to build up around
If it be your will to speak Of memories we often shared Talk to me of days gone by Think of love and not despair And when I'm gone we'll meet again As
We're in one mind, we're in this together And we're facing a fight We're not trying to be clever, no We're not trying to be cool Sometimes it feels like
If I see you again, will you remember me? If I see you again, will you paint memories? Three long years, never fly away Three small words, speak again
I just don't believe, I'm ready for today This paranoid pain, it's coming back again Oh, that picture Momma placed By the window, oh, how I hate my face
Makes me sit and wonder How your never bothered When I say I wanna be free I was rushing ahead How could you not see that Guess you won't miss what you
Somebody said 'stop the music', Somebody said 'Dim the lights', Coz here comes what you'll never remember, Here comes the night. And I get so unholy,
I was told that loneliness was like spaces between the stars Well, it's empty between these starry eyes I was told a dead man was heavier than a broken
Today I feel the mood And I don't feel like talking I wasn't ready to lose you You're the first man to move me, yeah You help me feel alive Got me up
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Are you ready? Are you ready?
I just don?t believe I?m ready for today This paranoid pain is coming back again Oh that picture Momma placed By the window how I hate my face And there
He licks the paper turns the page He writes the spoken word again Releases pools of untrapped blood To camouflage what?s understood Wrapped up in a golden
