What are you suffering for?
You're proud of some kind of personal war
And will you throw it away,
for nothing more than the simple taste?
I stay in time and watch you pass by
I draw this line
and hope you take my side
You shouldn't have to fight alone
It's nobody's battle but your own
rough hands (alexisonfire)
Sometimes love isn't about how much someone suits you,
but how much you're willing to change to suit them.
(two people too damaged too much too late)
but how much you're willing to change to suit them.
(two people too damaged too much too late)
like knives (city and colour)
The sheets are stained with
Memories of your soft kiss
Now this is all I have
Paper and pen
to remember you with
Memories of your soft kiss
Now this is all I have
Paper and pen
to remember you with
day old hate (city and colour)
Now you still speak of day old hate
Though your whole world has gone up into flames
And isn't it great to find that you're really worth nothing?
Though your whole world has gone up into flames
And isn't it great to find that you're really worth nothing?
for you (staind)
I sit here locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
The silence get's us no where
Get's us no where way too fast
Remembering everything you've said
The silence get's us no where
Get's us no where way too fast
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