Rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me TRUTH.


9 de marzo de 2011

See the look on my face
From staying too long in one place
But every time I try to leave
I find I keep on stalling

Feel like a big old stone
Standing by a strength of my own
But every time the morning breaks
I know I'm closer to falling

I'm all out of love, all out of faith
I would give everything just for a taste
Everything's here, all out of place 
Losing my memory, saving my face.

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