grief You're changed by a shard of glass Impaled by grief Impaled by grief Impaled by grief Reflections, reflections Of a past that you can't forget Reflections, reflections
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Taken away To a time and place that brings you peace That clears your mind You're changed by a shard of glass Impaled by grief
wide its gate Hunt - Slay Dedicated rape Internal revelries errupt Fornicating violence spreads its drape Mind - Soul The universe reflects Blackness
At least within dreams If I can swim freely even if there isn't anywhere like that, Even if everything until now is forgotten, Even if I can face tomorrow
t lived for a moment and think it's too damn late to learn so just flush it down lie down- forever never had a dream asymmetric reflection of my soul
it would come to this and I never dreamed we'd go this far You burnt me once again and my soul will wear this scar Yesterday was just a memory, tomorrow
behind Twilight explodes in my time of the blind You can't postpone some tomorrow Just one more wishbone Broken days pumpin' through your veins Shattered thoughts but reflection
mess I replaced the things I love and ripped my heart out of my chest like.. And im not so concerned with why I'm just here to count the minutes till tomorrows
from every boy in the room So tell me now how you find yourself at the bottom of a bottle in a bar And how your reflection reacts to you and your new scars
What is the meaning, which is the drive that keeps on hurting you? My words are a double-edged sword, my wounds are your scars of tomorrow! No more 2nd
explodes in my time of the blind you can't postpone some tomorrow just one more wishbone broken days pumping through your veins shattered thoughts are gone but the reflection
Chorus:] There'll be no sad tomorrow Don't you know that it's so? In my mind there's no sorrow Don't you know that it's so? There'll be no sad tomorrow
you I had a fella tell me once of all his ideologies You know the kind of scholarly filled chemical philosophies Significance of numbers and your stars and your bloodlines Scars
the statues Stare at nothing in The garden moves... Can you help me? Close my eyes And hold so tightly Scared of what the morning brings Waiting for tomorrow
