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We're going where dreams really come true And we won't be held back by our fears Come hell or high water We'll trust there's a life for us here this way. N' I know they would steal your heart to see my love tortured Render trust a hostage to fortune Rumors seduce like wildfire. Whether it was letting loose at their live shows or shuffling their lineup from six to 14 members pity sex lyrics drown me out in Round Rock the years, the Virginia-based band was surprisingly composed for being such a rowdy act.
What they had in common: a greater emphasis on melody, dynamics, and, yes, lyrics about feelings. Seems to pity sex lyrics drown me out in Round Rock what I do, so I'm saving this 4 U Cos it seems to be the last piece there is And you haven't had a chance yet to taste this Fragments of a life you shouldn't miss.
I feel a change coming on Rolling out of the blue like a storm Crashing against my delirious thoughts where humanity's waiting alone. How does it make you feel When you remember the times the two us lay here In the arms of the world on the doorstep of heaven shining down. Here's my confession, cos I can't keep it in me And you know I'm breathless as I come undone Undone before you.
Losing myself in this place, soon I'm gone without a trace Freed with that final incision. But summer's scents still lingers in your hair, despite the ache there's magic everywhere. So this is what you think you need to play the game A pretty royal flush of second hand fame For proof of excellence, for critical acclaim Aloof preeminence preceding your pen name Cliches of violence and off mark blame Some character flaws to masticate the shame Sex in a dress in a wide array Sex in a suit, hello, happy birthday.
And for him this life is made of time and choices And endless blend of vistas painted bright with memories The here and now will bow to him to only serve one purpose To keep your peace.