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Текст (слова) песни: Dead Poetic - Glass In The Trees

I dont want to come back here, to this place.
Its a cold that only comes from blaming yourself for two decades wasted.
And I dont want to come back here, to this place.
When it all just repeats in my head again, and I cannot stop it.

And the glass in the trees, and all you left here,
Reflects everything that I missed.

And the pavement is still warm from the tires.
I can still feel the fright that the night brings.
Every song that youd sing.
And I wont ever come back here to this place.
All I ever do is picture you smiling, and then picture you leaving.

And the glass in the trees, and all you left here,
Reflects everything that I missed.

Slow down.

Ill try and make it up to you.

Theyve cut down the trees to try to forget you.
But I took a vow to never forget you.
If youre still here, then were waiting.

Well wait for you to come back home to the broken little foes.
Until the guilt grows and grows.
When the time thats wasted comes back to haunt me.
And Ill deserve every bit. because Im not spiritual yet.
Im just reading the lines they gave me from the pulpit.
And its not fading off, we remember the years.
As we sift through the laughter to find all the tears.
And Im not worthy of grievance, I did nothing to prevent this.
And standing at your grave, I could have caused this.

Другие песни Dead Poetic:

A Hoax To Live For
Arlington Eyes
August Winterman
Bliss Tearing Eyes
Burgundy
Bury The Difference
Corporate Enthusiast
Dimmer Light
Four Wall Blackmail
Glass In The Trees
Green Desire
Hostages
Modern Morbid Prophecies
Molotov
New Medicines
Ollie Otson
Stereochild
Taste The Red Hands
Tell Myself Goodbye
The Dream Club Murders
Vanus Empty