End Of The Line Lyrics by Monday In London
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One voice inside to another says "I've got
more problems than us both". But that's
so sick to call life a problem that has its needs
and needs to be solved. she thinks it over
while her satin black mane waves perfectly
over one eye. she sits cross-legged doubled
over as if she's clutching a child waiting to die.
Is it worth it? If you want to find peace at the
end of the road I promise I'll be there. Her
heart has no bearing a weak sense of
directions and things take too long to register.
Listen to regrets, at long last she's released
his love. And the front door haunts her.



  One voice inside to another says "I've got  more problems than us both". But that's  so sick to call life a problem that has its needs  and needs to be solved. she thinks it over  while her satin black mane waves perfectly  over one eye. she sits cross-legged doubled  over as if she's clutching a child waiting to die.  Is it worth it? If you want to find peace at the  end of the road I promise I'll be there. Her  heart has no bearing a weak sense of  directions and things take too long to register.  Listen to regrets, at long last she's released  his love. And the front door haunts her.