Besedila: Somehow Hollow. Busted Wings And Rusted Halos. Introduction To A Tragic Dream.

Don't blame this on me because I'm so sick of wearing this on my sleeve we'll be alright. Just don't let me know when your leaving tonight and all I see is these bright lights of that strange night I spent here. Believe in me I'm coming back someday without the heartache and the pain just don't tell me I'm gone. In my most tragic dream is a picture of us tangled in the weeds and all the while I just smiled I just smiled as the anchor pulled you in it must have hurt your head I couldn't hear you screaming the shore must have been bleeding. Believe in me I'm coming back someday without the heartache and the pain. All the time it took I took one last look and said all the things I didn't mean just don't tell me I'm gone just don't tell me I'm gone