Besedila: Saves The Day. Stay What You Are. Certain Tragedy.
And now I finally see that the further we go
We're only treading ground that we already know
I could write you a song, send you a note or empty out your trash
And buy a bucket full of diamonds but even the most beautiful of all
Roses must someday crumble to dust and fade away, certain tragedy
So it's on into the lonely nights and all the rest of it
The empty space between me and the sunken walls
Feeling someone's hand around my neck
Choking away the life that I have left
And I can finally see that the further I go
I'm only treading ground I don't wanna know
Probably hang upside-down from wooden rafters in my home
And look at old photos of you
So it's on into the lonely nights and all the rest of it
The empty space between me and the sunken walls
Feeling someone's hand around my neck
Choking away the life that I have left
I miss the warmth of the summer, when we were on our own
But now it's winter and my bones are cold
And now I finally see that the further we go
We're only treading ground that we already know
I could write you a song, send you a note or empty out your trash
And buy a bucket full of diamonds but even the most beautiful of all
Roses must someday crumble to dust and fade away, certain tragedy
We're only treading ground that we already know
I could write you a song, send you a note or empty out your trash
And buy a bucket full of diamonds but even the most beautiful of all
Roses must someday crumble to dust and fade away, certain tragedy
So it's on into the lonely nights and all the rest of it
The empty space between me and the sunken walls
Feeling someone's hand around my neck
Choking away the life that I have left
And I can finally see that the further I go
I'm only treading ground I don't wanna know
Probably hang upside-down from wooden rafters in my home
And look at old photos of you
So it's on into the lonely nights and all the rest of it
The empty space between me and the sunken walls
Feeling someone's hand around my neck
Choking away the life that I have left
I miss the warmth of the summer, when we were on our own
But now it's winter and my bones are cold
And now I finally see that the further we go
We're only treading ground that we already know
I could write you a song, send you a note or empty out your trash
And buy a bucket full of diamonds but even the most beautiful of all
Roses must someday crumble to dust and fade away, certain tragedy
Stay What You Are
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