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Testo: Bleach. Farewell Old Friends. Clear The Air.


Hold up, hold on
I think this thing has gone too far
And now I'm stuck in the middle
And it's falling apart
I can't wait to get some sunny weather
That brings all of us back together again
I think it's getting real strange in here
You better clear the air

This time it's gone too far
This time it's a whole lot different
You've nailed each other to the wall
And no one's going to win
This time, you've gone too far
And now there is a lot more distance
You should remember who you are
You better right the wrongs

Your tongue is a knife there's blood on the floor
I think this proves that words can kill
And you're killing each other with them
What's it gonna take for you both to clear your heads
And put down all your pride
Before you both just end up dumb and dead to it
I think it's way past getting strange in here
You better clear the air

This time it's gone too far
This time it's a whole lot different
You've nailed each other to the wall
And no one's going to win
Like this it's gone too far
This time there's a lot more distance
You should remember who you are

Hold up hold on
I think it's gone a bit too far here
Hold up hold on
Now you should be moving on
Hold up hold on
You really ought to know who you are
So you better fix it all before you fall