your colours, Or you should change your mind, I won?t go holding grudges, **Let sleeping dogs lie.** Oh how you?d love it, If we?d disappeared, Along the horizon, Going down like sinking ships
Why am i sitting here thinking how to make amends oh i could bite my lip and dye my roots and start again say you were always right but that would be
could sink Fifth Avenue We all tried to share your point of view Before we set the wheels in motion and launched into the ocean All aboard, the sinking ship
can't see straight we all move so slow, always to the noise i wanna try, i wanna try to stay alive and they toss in waves in a sinking ship still
'm bored I'm bored on a sinking ship I've lost a lot of time, lot of time on it I will watch as it all goes down It won't get far I will sink I will sink
can't just shake the burden I'll never shake this burden As these clocks tick they echo in my mind Hours weeks spent without you It's dead romantic like a sinking ship
good enough for the best. I?ve ruined it this far, won?t ruin the rest. I put my whole heart into an empty hole. I?ve been sailing paper ships, watching
face I knew I?d hate what I?d fucking see. Blinded by the pain, I let the years slip through my hands. Just bury me in the sound. Sink or swim, I?ll
Holding on so tight to those words. I never wanted to watch them leave my lips, as you left. And now they're gone for good. Trying to make the best of
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Could I have tried to hold on to the broken pieces of those nights, with the future out of sight? But instead, I'm left with the sinking feeling that
When it's over, will you remember how it felt? The first time your heart skipped a beat, pounded out of your fucking chest? Well, I'll still smile at
When there's nothing left maybe I can live with regret, but not with the disparity breathing down my neck. How many times have we tried to let go, when
"I'm sorry, but I have to go." I've said those words before and now I hear them from your lips. As much as I want to hold onto everything, I just have
we cant breathe. its getting colder in the heart of this city. these are the reasons we have to leave. take it in. is desperation so god damn pretty
And I'm trying hard to breathe, sorting out all the shit you told me. Holding on, despite everything, holding me from facing all my fears. But I still
you had your chance and then you lost it again, asked for help you wont lend a hand this is your bed now learn to lie in it, losing respect and you wont
is tomorrow really a new day or is it just the same, repackaged and renamed? i still feel the same. did i really ever make a change? am i cursed to
