This is the last time that I feel lonely and
Brother of mine, where are you going?
Drunken stares, this table
its raining in my sleep. wont you cover me with
How hard will I fall down?
Will everything fall in line
We bury ourselves alive in a cold, steel van. This
This will be the only time I call you.
It's the
Is my face familiar?
Maybe you'll remember me
Is my voice familiar?
This
As I approach, you take what you want.
The cold
i'm picking and tuning, but i can't get in tune
When it rains
It pours on me
as far as this winter goes we don't feel the
"Let's start this summer before it ends," is what she
I was lost in these last few years. Drag these
sitting on a cold wall i can feel the wind
im here for now and everyone went left you're there
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