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Monday, December 11, 2006
With bloodshot eyes, I watch you sleeping.
The warmth I feel beside me, is slowly fading.
Would she hear me, if i called her name...
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame....

Theres always something different going on..
The path i walk is in the wrong direction
Theres always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better..

TEARS..
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home...



The moments died, I hear no screaming.
The visions left inside me, are slowly fading.
Would she hear me if i called her name?
Would she hold me, if I knew my shame..?

Theres always something different going on..
The path i walk is in the wrong direction
Theres always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better..

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home...

This battered room I've seen before
The broken bones they heal no more, No More.
With my last breath I'm choking.
Will this ever end, I'm hoping..
My world is over one more time...

Would she hear me if i called her name?
Would she hold me, if I knew my shame..?

Theres always something different going on..
The path i walk is in the wrong direction
Theres always someone fucking hanging on
Can anybody help me make things better..

Your tears don't fall, they crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me.
Her conscience calls the guilty to come home...



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