You Remain In
My head for so (Long)
No longer pointless
Just awful truth
Losing it all was never your fault
You always seemed to be mine
Blank stares at the floor and
Telephone lines and razor ties
They bind me, they find me, fits my perception of you
You remain In
My head for so (Long)
No longer pointless
Just awful truth
Calling you out when you never noticed
Or any attempt to find out what's wrong
It's a quarter past eleven yelling in that car
Maybe one I'll write it down in some song
You remain In
My head for so (Long)
No longer pointless
Just awful truth
Cut out all the pictures of our late night drives
And expect me to apologize this time
Shut out all the voices tell them, "Not this time"
How does it feel to always be wrong?
You remain In
My head for so (Long)
No longer pointless
Just awful truth
Cut out all the pictures of our late night drives
And Expect me to apologize this time
Shut out all the voices tell them, "Not this time"
How does it feel to always be wrong?
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