leave and never analyze the way You didnt't like the look Of his eyes or of his smile You have to leave it and run away (Thanks to Jaz for these lyrics
Define the marks prepare to laugh So sorry you never had your reasons Loose the lips and sink the ships A cycle broken and amused Chorus: Rules and games
re failing each other and its not the same, not the same to me no its not the same, not the same to me so i'll pack up my bags and leave (Thanks to KerryIsTheDynamite
the emotion? Tuned to the sound of sincerity Without connection The lesson doesn't come for free Senseless distractions Your spoken words are just a lie
: Congratulations it's a boy Buried underneath the afterbirth of joy Sticks and stones will always break His bones can barely take the weight Of your
Under lights that burn so bright And roads we see at night The light has faded Through the windows Destroy to destroy Landscapes and people you know and
Just don't look for the hidden meanings) Give me something to believe in Something that is real A moment of reflection What should I believe? Start with a
t stick For all I know I'll take some credit for myself if I can And walk away from this whole scene A happier man And it took so long to find All
: Shouldering the blame Walking into frame Like a lighted silhouette Against a cotton sheet Smothering the crease Tin can in hand Waiting for god to
same device The narrative is breaking down again You're standing down the same old asking price The cards are drawn the fires getting warm All works and
: Closing folding like a star Bring you back to see the lights Bluest water falling down on your skin On your skin Keep you eyes locked away In some
in, kicking and screaming My love is exploitation Not a passing celebration And I don't want to feel Like a part of history And the grass is greener
Carbon copy aftertaste The taste of lips so delicate Stop the click and watch the room Sitting pretty in full bloom Your stain on my fingers like a headache
Shouldering the blame Walking into frame Like a lighted silhouette Against a cotton sheet Smothering the crease Tin can in hand Waiting for god to come
the emotion? Tuned to the sound of sincerity Without connection The lesson doesn't come for free Senseless distractions Your spoken words are just a
wouldn't stick For all I know I'll take some credit for myself if I can And walk away from this whole scene A happier man And it took so long to find
Closing folding like a star Bring you back to see the lights Bluest water falling down on your skin On your skin Keep you eyes locked away In some lonely
Congratulations it's a boy Buried underneath the afterbirth of joy Sticks and stones will always break His bones can barely take the weight Of your