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Format Dead End

dead end song You wish that smoke could change its color on I love it when you talk so much And act like nothin' went wrong I'm lookin' for a dead end

a dead end song You wish that smoke could change its color I love it when you talk so much and act like nothing went wrong I'm looking for a dead end

Although it seems ok, Never really goes away, The damage is done, Always turns a color grey, No closures there, Floating in the air, No answers

Snapshot the big to comin' your way, Footsteps they're heavy deafeining me, Woodenkeeps me company, second string put me in, Insert the ink pen, juguler

No fun in hanging aroud here all day, Seems like I'm pissing all over my leg, Walkin the plank, Watching the sharks as they swim waiting for dinner,

All the lemonade I've made, Filling oceans, making waves, Don't really seen that strange, All the scenery has changed, Those precious little things,

Waiting for a sign to say its OK, Faking all the smiles wrapped around my face, Focus on the pain and exfoliate, Focus on the pain, Antithesis. Carving

Truth is taking over, Wrapped up in a suit of armor, Cannot penetratethis metal, Don't it make feel insecure, Seasons they are changing, Lit up like