With your chosen circumstance
Things that fall are rebuilt
But they're missing what they had
So I think that I
I will lie face down in the sand
And wait for the tide to come in
Everything here has fallen out of place
And I've grown tired of the taste
There's nothing here
Everything here has fallen out of place
And I've grown tired of the taste
Of my own tears
I'm starting not to care
It's all that's making sense now
Please give me my heart back
Take my pride and keep the change
Every single word said
Was a meaningless extange
Punctuate destruction With your chosen circumstance Things that fall are rebuilt But they're missing what they had So I think that I I will lie face down in the sand And wait for the tide to come in Everything here has fallen out of place And I've grown tired of the taste There's nothing here Everything here has fallen out of place And I've grown tired of the taste Of my own tears I'm starting not to care It's all that's making sense now Please give me my heart back Take my pride and keep the change Every single word said Was a meaningless extange Explain Request ×
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