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Forever Ever

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Other People's Heartache, Part 2


I don't wanna talk about it, about it
I don't wanna talk about it, about it
I don't wanna talk about it, about it
I don't wanna talk about it, about it

I don't wanna talk about it, about it
I don't wanna talk about it, about it
I don't wanna talk about it, about it
I don't wanna talk about it, about it

I see ahead of me a light that takes my breath
If we're only ever looking back
Then how can we expect
To see each other as we are
For all that we've become
Would we be friends at all if we weren't friends
When we was young?
I want to feel close to you for more than just a sake
Of the place that we grew up in and all them times
When we got baked in the park
Look, if you take me apart, you'll find half of me is you
But half of me is asking me to start a new
You look the same but I don't recognize you
I look at you dead in the face and I can't find you
Don't like the way we always talk in the past tense
You can't explain the present till you work out
What the past meant

These are the days that bind us
Together, forever
And these little things define us
Forever, forever

All this bad blood here
Won't you let it dry?
It's been cold for years
Won't you let it lie?

There's a man I've known for years
And still to this day do I know him
I love him very much, it's very hard for me to show him
Back then and even now
I feel there's something that I owe him
And that feeling should be going over time
But no, it's growing
We was kid mates, making mistakes
Paying give-take
Big hearts battling them big snakes
Rattling their tails
He was like the wind in my sails
I was like the water for his keel, that was real
It use to hurt my flesh that his water scars
Were heated steel
He use to hurt his flesh just to see if he could feel
To cut a long short
He was never really the strong sort
Got in to the wrong sport
Big swigs, long snorts
Caught in that spiral, saw attempts to help him spiteful
But soon he got so down that he got on the brown
Word got round
People did not like the sound
They told me to stop popping round to see him
I kept disagreeing, soon he was a different being
He got in to stealing, robbing
I'd still see him frequent, often
Eyes were throbbing, weeping, sobbing
Freaking out
He wouldn't speak about the things that made him weak
His doubt would stop his throat mid-sentence
His face would paint repentance
While his actions spoke dependance
Friendship became difficult, to say the least
He played the beast so well
I wondered how I'd ever make our peace
That's when we drifted, never argued
It just became clear
The parts of him I loved so well
Had slowly disappeared

But those are the days that bind us
Together, forever
And these little things define us
Forever, forever

All this bad blood here
Won't you let it dry?
It's been cold for years
Won't you let it lie?

Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
I'm gonna find you
And take it slowly

Ready or not
Here I come
You can't hide
I'm going to find you
And make you want me

Letra enviada por felpcnep

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