Fast-paced, lots of screaming...
Music/Lyrics: Shane Cullihall
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fiogf49gjkf0d I sit and talk to myself about nothing
And I wonder why I feel this way
The bathroom walls are bleached white like a smile
Don't want to go, but I don't want to stay
I don't want to stay
I don't want to stay
I don't want to stay
There was that time when we sat on the park bench
And you said that love would never die
I can't believe that I sat there for so long
Telling truths but accepting lies
But accepting lies
But accepting lies
But accepting lies
Whatever happened to us?
What made it fall apart?
Broken beyond repair...
A pair of empty stars
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