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that's my war face.
Join Date: Nov 2005
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A silhouette of what we used to be
The outline of your frame, child, is tragic Caught between the fence undecided where to leap Then they realise his childhood they can't keep Oh the years have been so cruel Playing us all for fools Die quietly please. A memento from a simpler time Photographic evidence of a smile When the morning breaks I will still be by your side Not through choice I've got nowhere else to hide Oh the years have been so cruel Playing us all for fools Die quietly please. A gateway which I can laugh and pretend That my world is from its end Hands behind my back facing the wall Everyone around me but no one to call Oh the years have been so cruel playing us all for fools Die quietly please. Oh the years have been unkind Tricking all of our minds Bringing me to my knees. Oh the years have been so cruel playing us all for fools Die quietly please. My most personal lyrics so far... quite hard to write, but I did enjoy it and I've got a lot off my mind writing this which is always a good thing. Please comment ![]() |
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