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• Artiste: Nideit
• Titre: Gas And Matches
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A sad song with good intentions, unfinished letters I'll probably never send Paper angels and scattered ashes are all that's left of our bitter end Where's your letter? Where's your sorrow? Probably left with the ashes I swept up As for bridges I've burnt a thousand, lit a match and I watched as yours went up And this is goodbye Gasoline and a book of matches, I light it up and watch it fade away Watch the smoke rise into the dark night Scattered ashes are all that's left of you and I And this is goodbye Strands of your hair left in my bedroom, laugh it off pretend it doesn't mean a thing From a picture catch your stare, feels like you're looking right through me Now I'm back to holding you're hand, whisper in your ear how much that I miss you Then I wake up because I was dreaming, couldn't go back even if I wanted to build a bridge that leads to you But what's it mean to you Gasoline and a book of matches, I light it up and watch it fade away Watch the smoke rise into the dark night Scattered ashes are all that's left of you and I And this is goodbye