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Writing On The Walls

Underoath

Maybe we
Why don't 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 breach the gap of this constant state that we live
in
And I'm sure I'm done

How come you're trying
(To place us all)
To fit the shape of
(And I break form)
And they tell you
(You to)
Move on
Move on
Close to what they show you

At this rate
we cant give up
(I'm taking back all the things I've said) 2x
But I sure can't just stand still
Keep me fueled and I swear I'll go

We walk alone (6x)
Back home
Alone
alone, Back home

You're almost gone and I'm okay
(I still see your sorrow)
To give you time to be afraid
(But never 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

Composição: Grant Brandell/Spencer Chamberlain/Chris Dudley/Aaron Gilespie/Tim McTague/James Smith





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