What a way to start your day
The same routine as
And I know it's right again
Just like before its right
I'll solve my problems the same way every time
Never start
I must admit life don't always go
The way you'd like
Stuck
You might as well just burn into the ground
The damage
They were words that meant the world
A fragile thought that
Don't believe in fairy tales
Don't believe in a thing called
Tuck your head between your knees
I love you and we'll
Busted up, fucking up
Drinking all my wages up
All I need
We'd been together for so long
Almost fright from the start
Became
As she's there trying to find the time
To listen to
Well I've seen trough the eyes of others
And I'm not
For one hundred years my land's been town in two
Bigoted
Despite what I'm told
I'll walk against the crowds
I don't care
Sometimes I wanna go home, but not home alone
Calling all
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