things very. I may seem happy in my photographs. Please, don?t be fooled by what you see. Make things very. Make things very clear. I may seem happy in my photographs
I said I'd never forget your face vaulted away inside my head and memories never seem to fade you were the best part of my life:my last regret Now I
At night I like to photograph, producing camera images And I don't have a flash But my little notebook records the subjects at hand In photo one, a
Passenger leaves I know, the pictures turned out too clearly Some felt blank But still others emit true feeling Once he liked it Twice he needed It was
way I was thinking about Telling you that I was in love with her I'm still in love with her. Oh look at this web I wove So take this photograph And
a strong man, it doesn't mean a thing I don't need your help, I got this far all by myself and I've given everything Myths and photographs Myths and photographs
feel like i could start to understand your grace. and i dont understand why you're not here with me. and i dont even wanna know where else you'd be. cause i have photographs
Verse 1 the photographs aren't content growing wrinkled and old pages torn and corners fold just like i am not content writing poems not to send praying
goes, The moment'll pass. You're Simone de Beauvoir As you get out the car. The way you read me, No one can see me Is you are. And these photographs
It shoulda been me and you It coulda been you and me Now all I got are these photographs All I've got All I've got All I've got are these photographs
I want this She hates this I'm not who I used to be You've passed by, I've still tried To make something of me No one believes in me No one sees what
Is this good bye? Well you'd be better off dead Than lying here alone I'm desperately waiting For the beating of my heart It just won't come Unless
I'm dying for you You can keep your secrets But that's all you get to keep You can keep your mindset lost in misery Keep me in the dark With the truth
One, two, three A tragedy that's built on destiny It left you with everything but Blood from the knife that I cut your heart out with Now relax, close
Forever, I'll wait here Well, I don't know what it is you see in me Cause I'm everything you won't believe I'm certain you're not Wish you'd just stop
We watch this blackness eat away the cold blue sky Terrified, this is our last goodbye The dead will walk the streets tonight In my nightmare we never
My heart is pounding From all of my surrounding Enemies are closing in In this nightmare I don't win No one left to trust Living in disgust The memory
wants it back I hear the silence but it sounds so strange I never felt this type of pain My photographs I want them back My photographs I want them back Photographs, my photographs
