I’ve got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor
Reminds me of the times we shared
Makes me wish that you were here
Now it seems I’ve forgotten my purpose in this life
All the songs have been erased
Guess I’ve learned from my mistakes
Open the past and present now and we are there
Story to tell and I am listening
Open the past and present and the future too
It’s all I’ve got and I’m giving it to you
Loose ends tied in knots leaving a lump down in my throat
Gagging on a souvenir
Lodged to fill another year
Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds
Leaving my self wide open
Living out a sacrifice
If you got no one and I got no place to go
Would it be alright? could it be alright?
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