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8stops7 - Esteem lyrics
There things that we're... to soon forget Collecting doors... spider webs They grow and grow... 'till there's nothin' left Except for stress... that you can't quite call evidence That had a life... before today See I forget things I associate with pain I think its time that I start to look back on my life Sitting around watching things go There's things that remind me of my home There's things that we're... to soon forget Collecting doors... spider webs That grow and grow till there's nothing left Except for stress that you can't quite call evidence That had a life before today See I forget things I associate with pain I think its time that I start to look back on my life Cuz I don't wanna be in doubt And I don't need to know what this life is all about I just wanna know right now Right now are you gonna be around When I need to find what I'm missing And I can't recall what it was I believed in Take me home surround me with friends Take me home... home Give yourself up to me I know what you're thinking And it's plain to see That you stopped believing Cuz I let you down I meant well of what it takes some how Kept your thoughts to yourself And when I woke up I was high headed as well Cuz I missed all this to be empty My find seems like I'm endlessly down Myself this bridge today I can't win My end is over... You made me proud And I'm a foolish of this catious clown For I've already spent All my efforts wasted on regrets Cuz I missed all this to be empty My find seems like I'm endlessly down Myself this bridge today I can't win My end is over... Falling down... I should |
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