tired, by Christian
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I been stood up again
tired of waiting, the weights has gained
im tired of bleeding, just let me get to my reach
just say put let the door creak
im tired of being in this town, im tired of staying here
you need to look twice
before turning around
you need to shut the door and hit the ground
close your eyes, and count down
leave your presents before i drown
im tired of you, im sick then dead
you use to make me feel alive
sometimes im going to have to let go
im going to have to count down
lost in your eyes
take me above
to be continued..... |
Posted: 2011-12-05 19:17:16 UTC |
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