Píseň: Writing On The Walls
- Interpret:
- Underoath
- Album:
- Define The Great Line
Maybe we Why dont we Sit right here for half an hour We'll speak of what a waste I am And how we messed up it again I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place To preach the cup of this constant state that we live in And I try, I try How can you try To place us all To fit the shape of Until we break Falling down, Yeah You to move on, move on! You must do what they show you At this rate we cant give up Taking back all the things I've said Taking back all the things I've said My seconds just stand still Hear me through then I swear I'll go We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone Back home Alone, Back home You're almost gone and I'm okay I still see your sorrow To give you time to be afraid Put over your face again I remember your presence I'll hope to God you come down I'll hope to God you feel this now I'll hope to God you come down I'll hope to I know there must be some way out of here And part of them will be waiting there
Define The Great Line (2006)
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