You'll never know, I didn't want it to go The way it went... South Not a word From my mouth But from the moment I shook your hand I was determined And
This doesn't make much sense Think far out but I'm still locked in I'm still lost, walking circles The floor swallowed me up There's no where to go There
Since that clocks first tick, a dark hue and fear driven... It's only real till it ends... As the stars fall on our hands... call the wind the thief
Here the seasons don't exist a summer held in hand. Rest while locks melt from our door again. Still I know we speak to not forget... We were all so
You play my nerves like strings, all upside down. Try to keep straight... my limbs are bonding now. Since a few aprils ago, endless chase to send
Crawling around me... Sleepless eyes... Your hands, they haunt me... finger tipping down my spine. Heaven forbid, well aware of your sins. In the wake
They're letting their eyes cross... because they don't know, they don't know what we know... that these lights are only here to lead us in the wrong
This doesn't make much sense Think far out but I'm still locked in I'm still lost, walking circles The floor swallowed me up whole There's no where to
I've looked right past the simple things What have my eyes missed? Stuck in a space where nothing seems to fit You live a myth, obsessed with it Quiet
Take a look around out times's almost running out Uproot questions in your head The looking-glass is clear What you want is near(Nearly gone) Shoot
If you were still around, You'd tell me I'm different, since the last time you called me out I'd put you down, I'd tell you it's a waste of time to keep
(Make your own love, love, love) The waterworks blocked his words, He felt sorry, Well I'm sorry for me too. But I think you're broken to the fact,
Hey, mind reader. You know what I feel Before I speak It always seems you gotta one up me Have a worse for me is that what you need I've got it all and
Their arms They reach They branch Like they're trying to catch me They stand so tirelessly Outgrown the sides of roads All mixed in gold This summer has
The waterworks blocked his words... He felt sorry. Well I'm sorry for me too... But I think you're broken to the fact, I can't and won't go back But I
