The chords we play, ways left to communicate. the roads are paved with plans we made and your head boards never felt so safe. well they�ll reach our grave where you friends and i will kill the lights and hide, oh what a nice surprise.
(chorus) don�t, don�t tell me when its coming (no) don�t, don�t i just wanna see it for myself. don�t breath, don�t make a sound cause the song won�t stop till the tape runs out.
When melody has nothing to hold, i�ll be the last sound that you hear as your eyes close.
and these chords remain we�ll use them to exploit the friends we�ve since forgot, those friends we�ve lost. you all know just who you are. cause i�ve since made graves, but i�m too scared to etch the names for fear that i�m the one who�s changed.
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The thought of death, it scares me to death and i don�t know why, i don�t know. its just to much to never wake up.
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