This isn't what I haven't done tonight. I've wasted every single day. We've fallen. I can't be saved. We're nothing under your wave. Forever we're trying
Breathe for me softly. It parts its way through the thickest of walls. The mirror reflects tonight and I still wish you the worst. This is so bad. What
This life. This never ending quest. A feeling never shook. (We're slow when we run the race, just to run right back with its intent. The knife is stuck
Revolving doors are going out of style. Time may change me but this place will not change me. Being reluctant to throw my support into the idea of progress
Let's take back what's ours. Stabbed in the back, True to the grave. Take my hand in yours. Bleeding hearts, we're not alone. Stabbed in the back. True
This life. This never ending quest. A feeling never shook. (We're slow when we run the race, just to run right back with its intent. The knife is
Fighting sleep (We can't expect an end) was never so hard (When every day's like this). It feels like I have been up (Hold on to what you know) for weeks
Revolving doors are going out of style. Time may change me but this place will not change me. Being reluctant to throw my support into the idea of
I'm finding hope in reason, now coming to the conclusion, that make-up can't make up for current lack of passion and heart. These words twist quickly
The placement of what is important always lies on what have you done for me lately. No wonder why most move drastically away. An unconditional feeling
This mirror reflects more than you see. Your beliefs melt away as the day ends. Are you in or are you out? Goonies never say die. Its a showcase of,
This isn't what I haven't done tonight. I've wasted every single day. We've fallen. I can't be saved. We're nothing under your wave. Forever we're
I once heard that timing is everything. What if time isn't on your side? Clocking in and out are the chains that bind. It?s a stamp of normalcy. Throw
Breathe for me softly. It parts its way through the thickest of walls. The mirror reflects tonight and I still wish you the worst. This is so bad.
Let's take back what's ours. Stabbed in the back, True to the grave. Take my hand in yours. Bleeding hearts, we're not alone. Stabbed in the back.
Being alive never meant so much. Your racing heartbeat tells you something, just stick around. It simply says just stick around. I thought you said
When do I ever leave my mark? These jilted moments that we have shared have lead to nothing. A pure act is what we all do. The big dance is where we
A scattered thought, for one hot moment it seemed real. The light in my eyes sparked. Acted on everything we swore we wouldn't. We acted on everything
