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18 years
Many tears
18 years
Divided me

I'll bleed you the story, since it's too late to hear.

All the tears I've never cried
Lie away deep within myself
As I fade away from the inside
The feelings in vain begin to dissolve

How do I look
With this semi-dazed kind of smile
I wonder if it'd still look as good
When we say good-bye

Everyone has their own dreams
And that's just what we all share
But, sometimes feelings aren't ever meant to be redeemed
Baby, that's just what sparks the flare

I wish we could all just get together
To sum it all up, we'd never come down

The summer heat drives us crazy
No matter how tough we are
Our senses mix up and our thoughts seem hazy
As we begin to swirl in the hate that billows in the shade

If I could meet the one
Who made it all this way
I'd have their heart cut out if it weren't already
And let them feel the pain

Out of the billions of people tied together
I'm the one who holds hands with either side
The ones I see
The ones dear to me
I lose grip
From the tremble in my hands
Slowly slip away
From the betrayal of my friends
Out of all the others in the chain
I'm the one who strays

No way to get back in now, the chain joins back together
Perhaps I could care less
If I knew the answer
Do memories mean we still exist?

This removal has me by the ankles
I'm left hanging upside down
And I'm scared, but I ain't gonna frown

Coz I've come from fashion victim to fresh style
And from where you are honey
You can see me smile

What is it like?
You've asked me before
I can't explain it 'til it's over
It's make-believe by all

We're all prey
Victims in a game
The sun rises everyday
But never is the same

What we see as elemental

Becomes sentimental

And when you come running
You come running straight to me
Is that because you know that I'm
A love-sawn eye, looking at 18...

...tormented in isolation...afraid of everything...for nothing is there.

No matter how many said...that things would get better...

...it doesn't change the fact that did they never.

The last thing you want to feel - is the feeling of regret.

But some people don't seem to mind, because you can't feel it when your dead.

I see it similarly, but not quite so, either way, your in a prison cell.

So...

...seek you...a rejoice on your own farewell.

Description
18 years
Many tears
18 years
Divided me

I'll bleed you the story, since it's too late to hear.

All the tears I've never cried
Lie away deep within myself
As I fade away from the inside
The feelings in vain begin to dissolve

How do I look
With this semi-dazed kind of smile
I wonder if it'd still look as good
When we say good-bye

Everyone has their own dreams
And that's just what we all share
But, sometimes feelings aren't ever meant to be redeemed
Baby, that's just what sparks the flare

I wish we could all just get together
To sum it all up, we'd never come down

The summer heat drives us crazy
No matter how tough we are
Our senses mix up and our thoughts seem hazy
As we begin to swirl in the hate that billows in the shade

If I could meet the one
Who made it all this way
I'd have their heart cut out if it weren't already
And let them feel the pain

Out of the billions of people tied together
I'm the one who holds hands with either side
The ones I see
The ones dear to me
I lose grip
From the tremble in my hands
Slowly slip away
From the betrayal of my friends
Out of all the others in the chain
I'm the one who strays

No way to get back in now, the chain joins back together
Perhaps I could care less
If I knew the answer
Do memories mean we still exist?

This removal has me by the ankles
I'm left hanging upside down
And I'm scared, but I ain't gonna frown

Coz I've come from fashion victim to fresh style
And from where you are honey
You can see me smile

What is it like?
You've asked me before
I can't explain it 'til it's over
It's make-believe by all

We're all prey
Victims in a game
The sun rises everyday
But never is the same

What we see as elemental

Becomes sentimental

And when you come running
You come running straight to me
Is that because you know that I'm
A love-sawn eye, looking at 18...

...tormented in isolation...afraid of everything...for nothing is there.

No matter how many said...that things would get better...

...it doesn't change the fact that did they never.

The last thing you want to feel - is the feeling of regret.

But some people don't seem to mind, because you can't feel it when your dead.

I see it similarly, but not quite so, either way, your in a prison cell.

So...

...seek you...a rejoice on your own farewell.