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• Artiste: David Cook
• Titre: Silver
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When writing your history, I will always be a footnote A distant memory A warning sign of mistakes made The kind that you learn from This song is the best of me Taking pills for solemn motive A better side of me, an open mind For mistakes made The kind that you burn from So take this small confession as my price to pay I've never been the kind to let go But before you up and walk away I'm miserable without you, you know This silver leaves me longing for gold Second place has never carried me home Second place has never carried me home This song is so out of key I'm trying harder just to even These memories of you A warning sign of regression The kind you never learn from This song is the melody Meant to show you a little more than A better history, an open sky Of redemption The kind you always burn from So take this small confession as my price to pay I've never been the kind to let go But before you up and walk away I'm miserable without you, you know This silver leaves me burning for gold Second place has never carried me home Second place has never carried me (home, home, home, home) It never carried me (home, home, home, home) (Thanks to Melissa for these lyrics)