House full of roses, a letter on the stairs A table of messages for anyone who cares Collage of broken worlds and stories full of tears Remembering your life cause we wish that you were here Nothing is harder than to wake up all alone Realize that it\s not okay, it\s the end of all you know Time keeps passing by, but it seems I \m frozen still Scars are left behind, but some too deep to feel And some say that this can\t be real And I\ve lost my power to feel tonight We\re all just victims of a crime When all is gone and can\t be regained We can\t seem to shelter the pain inside We\re all just victims of a crime Somedays you\ll find me in a place I like to go Ask questions to myself about the things I\ll never know What\s left to find cause I need a little more I need a little time, can we even up the score? And some say that this can\t be real And I\ve lost my power to feel tonight We\re all just victims of a crime When all is gone and can\t be regained We can\t seem to shelter the pain inside We\re all just victims of a crime, yeah Well nothing lasts forever, for all good things it\s true I\d rather trade it all while somehow saving you It must have been the season that threw us out of line Once I stood so tall, now I\m searching for a sign So don\t need your salvation with promises of time And all the speculation, save it for another time Cause we all need a reason, a reason just to stay While some just can\t be bothered to stick around another day Well some say that this can\t be real And I\ve lost my power to feel tonight We\re all just victims of a crime When all is gone and can\t be regained We can\t seem to shelter the pain inside We\ve all been victims of a crime Victims of a crime Living with this crime I\m missing you I\m missing you I\m missing you I\m missing you
Posted on: Sun, 20 Oct 2013 10:56:30 +0000
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