ah ah ah ah aha ah if it was between us im stilling you so let me go i got more damage to do to myself I'll just go there's nothing left to
When your road deserts you And your feet disappear You'll find some orchards Wasted one, without appeal Where will you go from here? Against the world
Draw me a picture of the sun so i can hang it in my room i can make believe that i am getting warm find courage to pursue Well we only hurt to afford
up and away your words and see an empty page in my book but how much have i lost when i've got nothing saved in my book I think about how as a child
Give me faith in the world Faith in the world, pull it away Give me faith in the world Faith in the world, pull it away But I don't know how to love
A hot and humid Sunday Faces, faces everywhere Then a face, I remember my face years ago Such fear Many psychic scars In just his short few years In
His eyes are closed his face pale asleep on the ground a newspaper reads the blood has spilled again and you just dream my yellowman yellowman The angels
If it was between us Then I'm still amused So let me go I've got more damage to do on myself I'll just go There's nothing left to lose Nothing If it
Fading in the afterglow I wrinkle in my mind another fear With ears beside the bedroom door I close my eyes to keep inside the tears The question of its
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