Besedila: Lostprophets. The Fake Sound Of Progress. ...And She Told Me To Leave.

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End to it all,
Falling down,
Losing touch with everyone who ever stood their ground,
If you could then I know I do too,
Lost inside a maze of problems with you,

Is it so hard,
Everytime I say,
Won't you come and FIGHT WITH ME...

Because if I thought I'd win you,
Every word I say,
Would come out wrong,
And make you look the other way,
You know if I thought I'd win you, time and time again,
And if I did we won't be friends,

And tell me why I fall down again
Never the one I explain

Can't you warn,
Don't you lie,
There've been times when I've felt good because you're hurt inside,
No that's not true, I'm just acting tough,
I don't know what it is I'm feeling
I don't know if you are enough,

Is it so hard,
Everytime I say,
Won't you come and FIGHT WITH ME...

Because if I thought I'd win you,
Every word I say,
Would come out wrong,
And make you look the other way,
You know if I thought I'd win you, time and time again,
And if I did we won't be friends,

And tell me why i fall down again
Never the one I explain

So answer that,
You never know,
Don't want it back,
It seems to grow,
It's so hard, so hard

Cos I feel alive,
And it feels alright,
Keep on telling me,
That it's over please,
And I feel the one,
Lying in the sun,
It's so hard in here,
It's the clothes i wear,
Don't you even ask,
I won't let you pass,
Oh my guard is up,
And just always can,

Would I? Could I? Should I?
Would I? Could I? Should I?
Would I? Could I? Should I?
Would I? Could I? Should I?