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The Faim

Midland

 

Midland


I remember the times
They were paper thin
I could feel your heartbeat through your skin
Before we let the darkness in
Words held their meaning

You were the black sheep, but we were a team
We never fit in, no, to anyone's scene
Looking back, was it all just a dream
Words held their meaning

We never wasted time
Held our breath 'til there wasn't a sound
We can't turn back time to the days when you were around

Back in the day when I first met you
In the back seat of the Benz
There was a day when I first kissed you
Was the beginning of the end
So many wasted sunsets
So many wasted nights
So many wasted moments
By the tracks of the Midland line

I remember the night that you let me in
You were a broken heart, I was lost within
You were falling apart, we were high on everything
A life without meaning

Hanging by a thread, we were seventeen
Could it be the end, you said you'd never leave
Running through my head are the things you said to me
When you were my meaning

We never wasted time
Held our breath 'til there wasn't a sound
We can't turn back time to the days when you were around

Back in the day when I first met you
In the back seat of the Benz
There was a day when I first kissed you
Was the beginning of the end
So many wasted sunsets
So many wasted nights
So many wasted moments
By the tracks of the Midland line

Now you're gone and it's been three years since yesterday
Now you're gone and I'm a mess

I remember the times
They were paper thin
I could feel your heartbeat through your skin
Before we let the darkness in
Your words held their meaning

Back in the day when I first met you
In the back seat of the Benz
There was a day when I first kissed you
Was the beginning of the end
So many wasted sunsets
So many wasted nights
So many wasted moments
By the tracks of the Midland line

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