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| Conjugation In A Minor |
| (c) Alex Baker-Graham, 2002 |
| This is me... This is everything I am, This is every song I sang, Every mile I ran To find the promised land. This is me, Everything I try, My inspiration has run dry, Every single time. Every little lie, Is documented in the sky, Everything I want to be, Everything I see. CHORUS Hey Hey! It doesn't make sense anyway, And if it don't matter it's here to stay, And what I've spent ain't mine. Oh well! I'll just blaspheme and go to hell, What has Jesus done lately, This ain't him, this ain't you, No, no this is me. This is you... This is everything you do, Every path you'll ever choose, Every friend you loose. This is you, Everyone you love or hate, Every connection you have made, Every game you've played. Every heart, You have broke and torn apart, Everything you should not start, Whispers in the dark. CHORUS |
| This is you... This is everything you do, Every path you'll ever choose, Every friend you loose. This is you, Everyone you love or hate, Every connection you have made, Every game you've played. Every heart, You have broke and torn apart, Everything you should not start, Whispers in the dark. CHORUS This is us... Phantom faces in the dust, Figures of underserving trust, Bodyguards of soulfulness, Anything but just. This is us, Every promise that we make, Every liberty we take, Every night we fake. Every single piece, Will remain 'till we are both deceased, Every record that we crease, We're only here on lease. CHORUS |
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