Tekster: Subb. 42 Days.

I understand The problem
Never thought that it would leave me empty
I don't expect you leave me something...
I could hold on to
Crashing windows made you feel so lucky
Being caught was like a whole new beating
Now, you're gone I'm feeling so unlucky
Way too much guilt...but now
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You've been lying in that small box for 42 days, But I'm still left behind, oh yeah
Are you thinkin' I've got something I didn't say? There's nothing else to say........
Many people tried to save you somehow
They could never reach you quite as I did
I've been living your life til it crumbled
My anger's fading now
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[Solo]
They'd question all your problems; shameless, What's your problem, is it self explaining?
I don't think they worry too much about you, I find it hard sometimes
Life's a bitch, ain't it? Hardly fakin' it.
Aren't you really fuckin' sick of it all?
Lengths and silences, no words just violence
We've been taking our chances..............