It's For You, by bedazzled
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Falling through the rungs of sunshine
can't keep climbing higher
'cause baby I know if I do
I'll just end up on fire.
I don't expect you to understand
about the voices that I hear
'cause baby you're too busy
deciding if I care.
Gonna trip, gonna trip,
can't keep on stalling.
It's for you, it's for you,
that I keep on falling.
Couldn't catch the melodies
cascading through my dreams,
couldn't stop reality
from tearing at the seams.
Kept staring down mirrored corridors
mesmerised by reflections,
alive with the light glowing back
I lost the directions.
Gonna bleed, gonna bleed,
I can't keep on trying.
It's for you, it's for you,
that I keep on crying.
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Posted: 2007-11-21 05:53:56 UTC |
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