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*** Autor textu: story of the year
So our open wounds will bleed
Until our veins run dry
Now we have to take this thorn
And tear it from our side
Agitated at the fault line
Still agreed to disagree
Your connected to the heart
But tonight we'll set you free
So swallow the knife
Carve the way for your pride
Now our hands are tied
The problems lie within
So we pray for night
To start over again
Even now as i write this down
All pretensions disappear
Now our impulses will bite
At the ankles of our fear
So swallow the knife
Carve the way for your pride
Now our hands are tied
The problems lie within
So we pray for night
To start over again
Now our hands are tied
The problems lie within
So we pray for night
To start over again
Words are spoken
Words are broken down
So lets make this night be our best mistake
So lets take the time to wipe the blood away
Now our hands are tied
And our world is caving in
Now our hands are tied
The problems lie within
So we pray for night
To start over again
Now our hands are tied
And the problems lie within
Words are spoken
Words are broken
Broken Down
