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Lyrics: Suburban Plight. The Cage. Broken Well.


The air is cold its all I know
Can't find my bones I'm all alone
My memories have faded into the unknown
When did I feel was it that long ago
"You'll see me now"
"You'll see my face"
Those fucked up words
This fucked up mistake
Blinded beyond my own bed
Danced with illusions in my...

The finger kissed the trigger
Which left no thoughts to linger
On the coming of the days
That weren't so far away
Days when I would come out
Of the darkness I had thought now
Would never go away
Never go away

I failed to look I failed to see
Youth's brash ego has a propensity
To look no further than our front doors
Life's hills and valleys and so much more
The pain is real
Your sould will bleed
And feel the loss paired with indignity
But with that comes a quiet peace
A place they can't touch where hope...

The finger kissed the trigger
Which left no thoughts to linger
On the coming of the days
That weren't so far away
The days when I would come out
Of the darkness I had thought now
Would never go away
Never go away

Now theres only yesterday
Now theres only yesterday
Now theres only yesterday
Now theres only yesterday