Eyes,
| They burn,
| From sting--
| --ing travel.
| And miss--
| --ing you,
| Is hard,
| To handle.
|
| Stayed away a thousand days
| And things have changed like a decade.
| Made the most of all my days,
| And still I'm on the wrong page.
| Now,
| I'm home
| And feeling more alone.
| It's in,
| Your tone,
| So maybe I should go.
|
| Why'd,
| It turn,
| From sweet,
| To bitter?
| Now,
| No cure,
| Can make,
| It better.
|
| Stayed away a thousand days
| And things have changed like a decade.
| Made the most of all my days,
| And still I'm on the wrong page.
| Now,
| I'm home
| And feeling more alone.
| It's in,
| Your tone,
| So maybe I should go.
|
| Ahh oh,
| Ahh oh,
| Speeding faster,
| Towards disaster.
| Ahh oh,
| Ahh oh,
| This house is cancer,
| I won't last here.
| Ahh oh,
| Ahh oh,
| The years go by and still no answers.
| Ahh oh,
| Ahh oh,
| No answers
|
| Now,
| No cure,
| Can make,
| It better.
|
| Stayed away a thousand days,
| And things have changed like a decade.
| Made the most of all my days,
| And still I'm on the wrong page.
| Now,
| I'm home,
| Speeding faster,
| Towards disaster.
| It's in,
| Your tone,
| Years go by and still no answers.
| Still no answers.
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| A 1000 Days
| Alien Ant Farm |
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