作词 : Kevin Hanson/Michael Bohn/Derek Carter/Benjamin Ferris/Cory Ferris/Timothy Sherrill/Austin Thorton 作曲 : Timothy Sherrill/Austin Thorton/Benjamin Ferris/Cory Ferris/Derek Carter/Kevin Hanson/Michael Bohn Leave me here, Biting my nails, breaking my stride, I put my faith into your desolate life Happened so fast that I should be afraid, I won't be afraid Three years blessed, I gave it my best, It's time to put it all to rest Your present is my past Through my eyes, I've seen nothing but time, Forty four thousand lies Straight from your putrid mind High tides drag you through the decades of nights, At anguish cause you'll never know why Loved ones who turn out your lights, seem like they care I am an island, and you're the tides that pull at my feet, but now she's sinking in this void Aging, forcing my nerves Cut your chords, count your chores, stop using yourself, for fruitless scars, just cut your chords And your back will keep breaking, From this glass house, that you have created Hear me out, your heart is to heavy, to heavy for trust So build me a promise and take my advice a word from the wise A fault confessed, I have redressed, she feels such unrest, so pray, so ******* pray For tonight is your last.
作词 : Kevin Hanson/Michael Bohn/Derek Carter/Benjamin Ferris/Cory Ferris/Timothy Sherrill/Austin Thorton 作曲 : Timothy Sherrill/Austin Thorton/Benjamin Ferris/Cory Ferris/Derek Carter/Kevin Hanson/Michael Bohn Leave me here, Biting my nails, breaking my stride, I put my faith into your desolate life Happened so fast that I should be afraid, I won't be afraid Three years blessed, I gave it my best, It's time to put it all to rest Your present is my past Through my eyes, I've seen nothing but time, Forty four thousand lies Straight from your putrid mind High tides drag you through the decades of nights, At anguish cause you'll never know why Loved ones who turn out your lights, seem like they care I am an island, and you're the tides that pull at my feet, but now she's sinking in this void Aging, forcing my nerves Cut your chords, count your chores, stop using yourself, for fruitless scars, just cut your chords And your back will keep breaking, From this glass house, that you have created Hear me out, your heart is to heavy, to heavy for trust So build me a promise and take my advice a word from the wise A fault confessed, I have redressed, she feels such unrest, so pray, so ******* pray For tonight is your last.
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