there are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground there's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud if i could take them down off of that
the kitchen is cold but the coffee is warm and the suns coming up the day has just begun and your already bored. bored of cheering me up bored of calming
like someone else But it's still you, so there's nothing you can do Like a bad habit, the one you couldn't kick, there it always is And it's nothing
was a small mistake. Sometimes that is all it takes. Now I'm staring at my wrist, hoping that the timing is right. When the planets will align. There
There are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground There's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud If I could take them down off of that
The kitchen is cold But the coffee is warm And the suns coming up The day has just begun And your already bored Bored of cheering me up Bored of calming
: the kitchen is cold but the coffee is warm and the suns coming up the day has just begun and your already bored. bored of cheering me up bored of
: there are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the ground there's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loud if i could take them down off of
someone else But it's still you, so there's nothing you can do Like a bad habit, the one you couldn't kick, there it always is And it's nothing that
. I?m scared, but in the bright lights we fade into the rearview mirror. This is the last attempt at a mere goodbye. Its just beginning. Does this story
Hold on to life Under the bright lights where it all began, I met my devil by the deep blue sea Freakin' Brighton, freakin' Brighton, freakin' Brighton, freakin' Brighton
coat Stood there on the street The arms open wide The moon shone so bright He seemed to know me Cause he called me by my name When I saw his eyes I believed
get up and I try again cause I know that there's a beginning and an end end yer [Chorus:] I'm so glad I'm me I'm glad I'm me there's no one else id rather
close attention you could see the sorrow in her eyes Walking around in the only real hell No one would ever think she'd have such a story to tell Afraid
[ VERSE 1: Scarface ] Is this how you made it, or is this sickness out of control Is the beginning of the end right now? Let me know Do the saved souls
many fights But lost at love While the story teller speaks A door within the fire creaks Suddenly flies open And a girl is standing there Eyes alight