Thursday - Concealer - Sözleri

With fists raised high in tightened knots 

The room explodes and now this blood is on your hands 

And there is no time for a second chance 

To paint my face with blood and tears and cover up 

In an open book that no one reads 

A misspelled word that no one know 

You stole the rain 

Then you turned around and tore my life in two 

Just like the picture that once hung on the wall in the room that we used to share 

So fold me up and put me back in the place where you used to keep your heart 



You think its getting smaller? 

It's been that way for quite some time now 



The cadence beats down on the tar 

It sounds the same as your fists raining down 

(if you wanted to change the way I look at you...) 

We've got to leave before the sun sets 

Or maybe we don't have time(time to waste.) 

It won't be long until you're gone into the night 

You won't have time to paint my face with cover-up












		
			



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