your tears don't fall, they crush around me.
With blood shot eyes I watch you sleeping. The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading.
Would she hear me if I calls her name? Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong. The path I walk's in the wrong direction.
There's always someone fucking hanging on. Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall. They crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
Your tears don't fall. They crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
Would she hear me if I calls her name? Would she hold me if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong. The path I walk's in the wrong direction.
There's always someone fucking hanging on. Can anybody help me make things better?
Your tears don't fall. They crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
Your tears don't fall. They crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home.
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