*frances eyes*
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| Verse: can i take the wind out of your sails and forfeit this game? remain the broken wings of doves, and i have felt liek this before, things never seem to go quite right althought it's trite, could you listen? |
| Chorus: correct me if im wrong, im where i was standing 6 months ago, its best to never know, where you stand , standing alone |
| Verse: can i take, this dagger in the back, this misguided trail? diminish everything i want, and cross your heart and hope i die, correct me if i'm wrong, im exactly where i stood 6 months ago |
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| bridge: so much for october, its shaping up to be, its shaping up to be, midnight drives wearing frances eyes until i can not see, until the tanks on empty |
| can i take this dagger in the back and this misguided trail? just cross your heart and hope i die, correct me if i'm wrong, i'm exactly where i stand 6 months ago. |
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