All your friends seem like enemies
when you're broken down and empty.
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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