In our life of self-intrigue, we lost ourselves in fantasy
And every hour that passed by, felt like an eternity
We had enough time to fill up the rest of our lives
Instead, we screamed at each other until we lost our voices once again...
In our life of self-intrigue, we lost ourselves in fantasy
And every hour that passed by, felt like an eternity
It's always darkest before the dawn, but what if dawn never comes?
Between you and me, this always ends up badly
To my darling drowning on the inside,
We just have to, isn't that enough to get to you?
We felt something right, something gold
We felt something in our bones
Once again, I've lost myself
July 9, 2010
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