Dec 19, 2005 16:54
if i held my ground would you ask me to change?
this drought bleeds on now we're dancing for rain
we drink the air but it's still not the same
these worlds collide but the distance remains
we point the finger, never accept the blame and i know.. i know
you've bled me dry, but i'm still breathing
i swear i'm sucking dry the sky
and you won't ever find us kneeling
or swallowing your lies