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Text: Driver Side Impact. The Very Air We Breathe. Reasons We Sleep.


The wounded, the lovesick bloodstained walls
and the cross that left me here.
I'll take on this project cause in my eyes
it's the thought that keeps me clear.
We found a cure.
The couse, it has been changed,
you're wanting a way in.
I'm tired I can't sleep,
you're nervous so you won't ,
won't remember me.
The cold trade of holding what we love
in an exchange for these
melodies of hope.
At last it's coming in,
show you what I hold dear,
not lastly in my chest,
it was us versus anything.
The course, it has been changed,
you're wanting a way in.
I'm tired I can't sleep you're nervous so you won't,
won't remember me.
The cold trade of holding what we love
in an exchnage for these
melodies of hope.
We found a cure for your suffering.
The course has been changed,
you're wanting a way in.
I'm tired I can't sleep,
you're nervous so you won't,
won't remember me

(Thanks to Kristin for these lyrics)