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walking home in the freezing rain was never the same
without your fog to chase
casting your shadows on the friends in frames so easily replaced
like a girl that’s half your age
don’t wait for this
trading pictures to siphon off a kiss
our history books can’t recreate the past
cause we’re not coming back to what we left
I swore on my grave I’d love you
till the matter left to love
was weaving the weeds above
but your planting the seed behind my back
killing the roots I thought we had
stealing my sun, I want him back
don’t wait for this
trading pictures to siphon off a kiss
our history books can’t recreate the past
cause we’re not coming back to what we left
without your fog to chase
casting your shadows on the friends in frames so easily replaced
like a girl that’s half your age
don’t wait for this
trading pictures to siphon off a kiss
our history books can’t recreate the past
cause we’re not coming back to what we left
I swore on my grave I’d love you
till the matter left to love
was weaving the weeds above
but your planting the seed behind my back
killing the roots I thought we had
stealing my sun, I want him back
don’t wait for this
trading pictures to siphon off a kiss
our history books can’t recreate the past
cause we’re not coming back to what we left
Lyrics submitted by Popper1777
Track duration: 03:12
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