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Underoath

Writing On The Walls

 

Writing On The Walls

(álbum: Define The Great Line - 2006)


Maybe we. Why don't we sit right here for half an hour?
We'll speak of what a waste I am
And how we missed your beat again!

I swear we need to find some comfort in this run-down place
To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in
And I'm short on time

How come you try (That brings us home)
And fit the shape of (And I pray for)
What they tell you (you to move on, move on)
But mostly what they show you?

At this rate, we can't keep up
I'm taking back all the things I've said
We're thinking back all the things that's dead
But I sure can't just sit still
Keep me filled in. I swear I'll come

We walk alone, we walk alone
We walk alone, we walk alone
We walk alone, we walk alone
Back home alone, back home

You're almost gone and I'm OK
I still see your shadow
To give you time to be afraid
But never, your face again
I still, I remember your presence

I hope to God, you come down
I hope to God, you feel this now
I hope to God, you come down
I hope to (God)

I know there must be some way out of here
And all of them will be waiting there

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