Don't call me back, you said I won't answer from that number anymore Or at least until my will runs out Then we're back in the same place Racing down
The restraints of action They call out to me and ask, How do you know? The places we worship Were silenced to never remember Retrace and let it go, I
I lie awake for days end Black satin above And nice blood red sheets I've tried but to no success Can I close my eyes And get some rest And he said It
Oh, the moon burns tonight Like a thousand staring eyes directed towards mine Bend and break with the light As we rise one last time So dont say you
Let's get it right, before the hand hits 12 tonight Cause I can see in your eyes, you trip on every word, it's a lie, it's a lie And tonight, while there
Glimmering in the darkness as shadows walk past The rain falls next to me, and I am blinded Running from my emotions your words they cut deep It's late
(by Smashing Pumpkins) Disarm you with a smile And cut you like you want me to Cut that little child Inside of me and such a part of you Ooh, the
Just like a cancer, strong and slow, you black me out Your kiss, you lace with poison, your words, you lace with lies A picture breaks, you scream Darling
You're starting to see it You can't avoid the feeling You're leaving without me Here right before you go Believing isn't seeing You need to stop you'
I leave no trace behind And I won't say a thing, anything I take my things and go And i'll make sure to close the doors behind me I'm desperately walking
Here I am, standing on top of your line, wasting time in your eyes, I can hear you say dont cross that line, (stand behind) and it all comes down to
Don't you walk. Run. she said We live in a drinking town with a big football problem Cry out loud, shake it down I'll be in pieces before night is done
The wind dead in whispers Shattered thoughts with your name inside of them And the wind, it whistles Secretly asking you to find out And they call you
Dress warm, the summer's gone These walls exhausted This swim I take I may need a rescue Triumphant Shimmering signals cry And this water is so cold
Staring again at the ceiling And I'm watching you walk away Watered eyes, shallow breathing I don't think that it's right To wonder what's been going
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