Waiting at the door for some kind of life
But you
Slightly broken from the war
Searching in the fallout
Everything's been quiet
The days have passed
When there weren't enough days
Before them to
I lost my balance and I fell to the floor
A
If you leave, would you take hold of this cancer
Long long way to go
Reading faces and trusting eyes
We're not quite sold on
Your fascination for holding on
And all
I can carry this so far and then something must
ask your questions here
i'll tell you what i know
Most of this is filler use it anywhere you please
I'm
I'm not the pavement you're looking for
And I didn't come
No holds barred you cut my will
Without knowing you're to
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