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Lyrics: October Fall. Taking Shape. In Spite Pt. II.


Break in through the broken window
My heart thrown against the red glass
Something's, holding me back
Feet slam hard onto the sidewalk
I'm running, running
Don't stop until I'm gone
You said the next trend
Ex before best friend
This reminds me of times when we both ??felt so lost??

Let's try something new
This picture I just drew for you
Erase the past and rewrite the future
A second chance
You'll never learn
You'll never get it right
Story endings remain the same tonight

DROP DEAD

Break in through the broken window
My heart thrown against the red glass
Something's, BITCH don't hold me back
Feet slam hard onto the sidewalk
I'm running, running
Don't stop till I'm gone
You said the next trend
Ex before best friend
This reminds me of times when we said alright

Let's try something new
This picture I just drew for you
Erase the past and rewrite the future
A second chance
You'll never learn
You'll never get it right
Story endings remain the same tonight
Tonight
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa