Knowing that as the days all crack
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In the background of a life before my mind
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Images of history
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Would never show their fucking face again
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Or even think of resurrection
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How sorrow fills our hearts
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How fears oppress our minds
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No, I apologize
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Scattered your voice
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This must be the anniversary
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Of the first time you decided to forget me
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A celebration of an ending of trust
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So break, destroy nineteen years
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And maybe in nineteen more
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We can do this all again
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And unearth broken bodies
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When i thought you were being true
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You were just looking
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At the reflection of yourself in my eyes
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Could this be why we cry
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So break, destroy nineteen years
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And maybe in nineteen more
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We can do this all again.
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Staring At Backgrounds
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| Before Today |
