Wednesday, May 26, 2010
MAYBE MEMORIES
Maybe memories-the used
As we trudged along through the mud
And we tried to call it home
But we weren't alright, not at all
Not for one, for one, for one second
Never have
been one to write it down
Now I think I can
I know I'm stronger now
Who's looking south
Not me I'm not looking back
I'm done denying the truth to anyone
Cause I'm alive
And we trudged along through the mud
We tried to call it home
But we weren't alright, not at all
Not for one, for one, for one second
You showed me how
You seemed to find a hole
But I just laughed and smiled
Begged and rolled my eyes
Even cried
And denied the truth to you
Just like the truth to me
Mostly lied
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
White it out
(like) glittering
wax butterflies, (butterflies, butterflies)
Never have
been one to write it down
Now I think I can
I know I'm stronger now
Who's looking south
Not me I'm not looking back
I'm done denying the truth to anyone
Cause I'm alive
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
I'm not going to look back
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