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Dec 06, 2004 19:29

fists throw down, throw down.
you promised yourself time
and that you wouldn't end up like this
i hope that you find comfort now
surrounded by his empty kiss
you've got way to far to travel
and a heart that's screaming home
you've got no one to go home to
so you lose yourself in the road
fists throw down, throw down
You've got a suitcase you've been living from
it's got some broken dreams and truth
but the shattered pictures of him that are in it
are no longer of any use
you've faced the frames towards the floor
You've burned the memories of the heart he wore
the air is getting harder to breathe
but there's nothing left to breathe anymore
the way that he had whispered no
the way that you let him let go
did you ever really want the words
to get to him so he would know?
fists throw down, throw down
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