Working Title - P.s. - Sözleri

[Verse 1]



We all went home

To search ourselves

There's no one left

To feed us now

We all want more

Then what we have

Just pick me up

And let me down



[Chorus]



State your reason for cushioning your fall

I call it treason please share with me your thoughts



[Verse 2]



I've learned to find my place to hide

My circus of rust and lies

We take it down these holy ties

Just run away and follow blind



[Bridge]



Do you enter lives

Without knocking or warning

Do you count the lives

And pace the night til' morning












		
			



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