More Unfinished Stuffs
Buttons and sewing machines
I was so close to the truth
And I thought that I really knew you
But I guess I was wrong
'Cause you pulled me along
You attached my strings
Now I can't feel a thing
You sewed my mouth closed
Now no one will ever know
My cries for help are now
A perferate in Hell
______________________________
If we could just fly away
And leave the world behind
Come back to another day
Go to a world we couldn't find
If we could just cry today
And leave our fears behind
We'll make it out someway
Wish for good dreams, and no more lies.
I was so close to the truth
And I thought that I really knew you
But I guess I was wrong
'Cause you pulled me along
You attached my strings
Now I can't feel a thing
You sewed my mouth closed
Now no one will ever know
My cries for help are now
A perferate in Hell
______________________________
If we could just fly away
And leave the world behind
Come back to another day
Go to a world we couldn't find
If we could just cry today
And leave our fears behind
We'll make it out someway
Wish for good dreams, and no more lies.
If we could just fly away
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