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3. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company 
A Rocket To The Moon - A Song For Brit
| Előadó: | A Rocket To The Moon |
|---|---|
| Album: | Your best idea |
| Megjelenés: | 2006 |
| Hossz: | 4:14 |
| Szövegírók: | Keressük a szövegírót! |
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I guess I lost my breath again
It seems that time has over slept.
And so am I the one that helped you out
The one you used to talk about
And said you cared for what I'd have to say.
So just drink away the lies you've spilt.
The bridges burned but never filled.
Cus this will never end.
And those times were buried in the past,
And who were we to think they'd last cus,
I just lost a friend
So wake up she said I never left
I'm here she said
But if you here then how come we don't see you anymore
There is no way that we left you.
Cus were the ones that tried
So hard to make you see that this was all for you.
We'll miss seeing you at all these shows.
Reciting words from the front row.
Faces fade, but memories they'll stay
And I smile at the photographs of endless nights
And endless laughs there's nothing else to say.
It seems that time has over slept.
And so am I the one that helped you out
The one you used to talk about
And said you cared for what I'd have to say.
So just drink away the lies you've spilt.
The bridges burned but never filled.
Cus this will never end.
And those times were buried in the past,
And who were we to think they'd last cus,
I just lost a friend
So wake up she said I never left
I'm here she said
But if you here then how come we don't see you anymore
There is no way that we left you.
Cus were the ones that tried
So hard to make you see that this was all for you.
We'll miss seeing you at all these shows.
Reciting words from the front row.
Faces fade, but memories they'll stay
And I smile at the photographs of endless nights
And endless laughs there's nothing else to say.
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