cand-E bamber
Bluelighter
i woke up too late last night
reaching for your hand, like you never left
clearing my throat, like youd come back in
and i think back
to when your kisses kept me clining to life
and i think back
to times i never thought could change
im sorry-
i could never be the girls in the pictures on your wall
and im sorry. i cried. when i couldnt take it anymore
for every time i tried to leave, im sorry
im a bitch
and im just as weak as you had always said
a slip of my toung
brings a slap to my face
when every breath left us questioning
who would walk out first
maybe the irony was all in you
the way you loved me like no one else ever could
or the way you hurt me like no one ever should
and even now i cant help but wonder what love is measured in
the pain you inflict
or the happiness youve robbed me of
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"Most ravers are either high-tech holograms created by evil promoters to make it look like there's a lot of people at the party, or Satan in one of his many disguises."
reaching for your hand, like you never left
clearing my throat, like youd come back in
and i think back
to when your kisses kept me clining to life
and i think back
to times i never thought could change
im sorry-
i could never be the girls in the pictures on your wall
and im sorry. i cried. when i couldnt take it anymore
for every time i tried to leave, im sorry
im a bitch
and im just as weak as you had always said
a slip of my toung
brings a slap to my face
when every breath left us questioning
who would walk out first
maybe the irony was all in you
the way you loved me like no one else ever could
or the way you hurt me like no one ever should
and even now i cant help but wonder what love is measured in
the pain you inflict
or the happiness youve robbed me of
------------------
"Most ravers are either high-tech holograms created by evil promoters to make it look like there's a lot of people at the party, or Satan in one of his many disguises."
