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Count back anaesthetize Colours burnt into my eyes Life for you is shades of grey Help me help me Find my way Lost Lost Is never found Hide your secrets Settle down I am young and I an naïve Tell me something I will believe Take me take me Far away From this city’s soul decay Hid away ’til I was eighteen Only saw colours on a tv screen Skinny jeans and sunglasses A fashion statement for the masses What your doing makes me sick Over hyped and genericShine shine Like the sun Spread your warmt through everyone I asked you why people die You said we all had a design Slide slide Into the sea Landslide coming down on me I said I was into you You said you were into me You never answer on the phone With your nicotene lips and your heart of stone I look for you by the underpass Looks like this love wasn’t meant to last You said you reap just what you sow So tell me where does your garden grow You said in the time the pain would pass Looks like the end is here at lastBurn burn Like a star Burn a hole in every heart Strung out on a trail of blood Who knew the stars were not enough Smile Smile If you can If you can’t I’ll understand See these stiches in my eyes Smash computers kill rockstars Purge the past and waste my mind Leave no scent or trace behind One day when you bury me When I wake up what will I see? Down down underground Dig for fire dig for sound What is on the radio I would like to say hello Crawl crawl through the dirt Jesus show us what your worth Can’t you just send us a sign Tell us all that we’re doing fine Nights for sitting in the dark Days for lieing in the park Wake me up from my sick dream A requiem for this dead scene You never answer on the phone With your nicotene lips and your heart of stone I look for you by the underpass Looks like this love wasn’t meant to last You said you reap just what you sow So tell me where does your garden grow You said in the time the pain would pass Looks like the end is here at last Count back anaesthetize Colours burnt into my eyes Life for you is shades of grey Help me help me Find my way Mother can’t you help me know Cause I’ve been drowning in the sound Lying on the motorway Writing songs and wasting away
Posted on: Tue, 10 Sep 2013 08:31:03 +0000

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