Paroles de The End Of Another Great Weekend
it's gone.how many times will it take me
this gut-wrench of despair?
tell me how can i stop me from breaking?
pulled by the heels once again
i'm scared that i might speak the wrong words,
saying 'home' when i mean 'fear'.
i have found everything that i need here,
now i'm pulled away again.
i don't fucking need this.
tracing these well worn steps away
from the places i feel safe,
from the people that i love,
and holding back the welling over
from cloudy day to rain,
is the hardest thing to do.
but i know we'll dance these steps again.
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