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Written by in 2010 by Matt Magnell
lyrics
And the only thing I miss is knowing I'd be getting a phone call from a familiar voice.
One to ask me how I was, and to give me love. It's a mighty shame, you had to play your games...
You just had to play your games again.
Suffocate on your lies and your selfish tendencies.
Let me kiss your lungs, only to find a black hole in your chest in your mind.
See the darkness, see the light?
No matter what, you'll always be blind.
I see you in every dream, I see you in every scene to every movie, to every line in every song.
I think I just can't take it, wash the walls with my love.
Paint your walls with my tattered hope, with my tattered spirit.
I just don't know.
Suffocate on your lies and your selfish tendencies.
Let me kiss your lungs only to find a black hole in your chest, in your mind.
See the darkness, see the light?
No matter what, you'll always be blind.
I can't regret it, I can't forget it. Only you can, it's just that easy.
It's only like forgetting the grass grows.
It's only like forgetting, forgetting about me.
Toss me along like your little puppet, as you wait for the next victim.
Things have changed, not me, you.
Pick up the pieces, my shattered mirror.
Look at the pieces into my soul, you will find nothing but emptiness because this was your home.
You'll always belong here.
I wish I could forget, forget your fucking name.
I wish I could regret, regret your fucking fame.
I see you in every dream, I just wish that I could sleep.
How do you sleep at night, knowing I'm here?
How do you live with yourself...
Let me repeat myself, I wish I could forget, forget your fucking name.
Why do people throw pennies on the ground?
Because they're fucking worthless.
credits
from For Lack Of A Better Word,
released September 17, 2013
Matt Magnell - Vocals
Alec Doyle - Guitar/Vocals
Billy Silvers - Lead Guitar
Mac Jackson - Bass
Matt Withrow - Drums
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