A pair of dog tags you called sympathy
Hung like a
Another attack
Another attack
Another attack
Another attack
She ain’t taking
This is the place where dreams are unmade,
Cut into pieces
I am stopping by to tell you
I'll be leaving here
So we're a little bit older now.
We're a little bit
What a difference a day makes
Silence so delicious on
the evening smolders into night
turn up the music and i'll
I live in this ghostown
The whispers from the walls fall
Goodnight to the city and the sea
To the strangers in
Every day is an endless dream
Of traffic lights and gasoline,
Watching
Wake up in the middle of the night
And the
Rain, rain on a Tuesday
Wicked water that will wash my
You laid your cards down on the table,
And all your
Lying on my back I feel you breathing
Sucking down
It's friday night
I'm tired of searching for this life
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