Erase the memory
I never was ever really falling for you
Replace the inner pain
I never was I or living honest or true
But these days I find I find I find, find find
Solace
You were looking out for hurt
Dream so big for what it's worth
Even with the tide gone, telling lies
No direction was right
Living days away, praying without a base
No oubliette to hide
Inside left when the dam burst
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC
Erase the memory
I never was ever really falling for you
Replace the inner pain
I never was I or living honest or true
But these days I find I find I find, find find
Solace
You were looking out for hurt
Dream so big for what it's worth
Even with the tide gone, telling lies
No direction was right
Living days away, praying without a base
No oubliette to hide
Inside left when the dam burst
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