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Looking back I come to find all that I have left behind things like you left in the dirt Still wearing my old torn shirt Both our tears soak the dust While the world begins to rust i sit and wait and hope and pray that you won't ask me to stay **** your lifestyle and **** your friends they're gone too when the world ends. Lay back and watch the burning sky Smoking cigarettes and asking why nothing ventured Nothing gained it's why we danced while it rained. Some small bit of romance, you said before the china flew at my head moving faster than the stars Flying past the other cars Faster Faster we both screamed best of friends, or so it seemed. years on down the winding road when hair is grey and backs are bowed. You said we'd be together then apparently there were better men happy birds, Chirping, singing my ears still won't stop ringing I left and ran into the Woods took the alcohol, all the goods. i've been missing, don't you know or do you forget watching me go Maybe it was for the best maybe now you'll get some Rest. My old soul won't keep anyone up 3am draining another cup Filled with What, i can't tell. Pretty sure it's sending me to hell.
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
Vehemently pointless
Looking back I come to find all that I have left behind things like you left in the dirt Still wearing my old torn shirt Both our tears soak the dust While the world begins to rust i sit and wait and hope and pray that you won't ask me to stay **** your lifestyle and **** your friends they're gone too when the world ends. Lay back and watch the burning sky Smoking cigarettes and asking why nothing ventured Nothing gained it's why we danced while it rained. Some small bit of romance, you said before the china flew at my head moving faster than the stars Flying past the other cars Faster Faster we both screamed best of friends, or so it seemed. years on down the winding road when hair is grey and backs are bowed. You said we'd be together then apparently there were better men happy birds, Chirping, singing my ears still won't stop ringing I left and ran into the Woods took the alcohol, all the goods. i've been missing, don't you know or do you forget watching me go Maybe it was for the best maybe now you'll get some Rest. My old soul won't keep anyone up 3am draining another cup Filled with What, i can't tell. Pretty sure it's sending me to hell.
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
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