LivingDeadBoy
10-30-2004, 10:05 AM
Quickie
Emo/Indie Rock
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A Growing Season Of Autumn
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Failing at understanding, why echoes,
follow me, behind my steps repeats...
The thoughts to strip me naked,
and scream my words out..
escape reality, its all that matters to me,
the growing season of autumn is back,
when everything is purely dead,
and the soul is up high
CHORUS
feeling broken is only a stage,
a step over a canyon,
its earthly moon, my gaze fixates,
and pupils dillated are to fade
breathing on my neck, the past comes back,
the childhood memories, in black and white,
encrusted rings and bracelets on my neck,
let me live.. let me be..
chorus
feeling broken is only a stage,
a step over a canyon,
its earthly moon, my gaze fixates,
and pupils dillated are to fade
fall down, fall out,
down and up,
ride down and up,
its early so late...
the growing season of autumn
the deathly gaze fixates
the growing season of autumn
the ghostly world disappears
the growing season of autumn
the deathly gaze fixates
the growing season of autumn
the ghostly world disappears
Emo/Indie Rock
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A Growing Season Of Autumn
-------------------------
Failing at understanding, why echoes,
follow me, behind my steps repeats...
The thoughts to strip me naked,
and scream my words out..
escape reality, its all that matters to me,
the growing season of autumn is back,
when everything is purely dead,
and the soul is up high
CHORUS
feeling broken is only a stage,
a step over a canyon,
its earthly moon, my gaze fixates,
and pupils dillated are to fade
breathing on my neck, the past comes back,
the childhood memories, in black and white,
encrusted rings and bracelets on my neck,
let me live.. let me be..
chorus
feeling broken is only a stage,
a step over a canyon,
its earthly moon, my gaze fixates,
and pupils dillated are to fade
fall down, fall out,
down and up,
ride down and up,
its early so late...
the growing season of autumn
the deathly gaze fixates
the growing season of autumn
the ghostly world disappears
the growing season of autumn
the deathly gaze fixates
the growing season of autumn
the ghostly world disappears