The Insurect Years Songtext
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This is something I will never say to you; You've
heard it all before. The way I feel about those
times that I once cried, a thousand times
before.
Summer's here and I will never speak to you.
These precious memories and the way you
thought you'd be: from the first time I saw your
face, to the last time I was in this place. You
had it all together then until you sold it all for
heard it all before. The way I feel about those
times that I once cried, a thousand times
before.
Summer's here and I will never speak to you.
These precious memories and the way you
thought you'd be: from the first time I saw your
face, to the last time I was in this place. You
had it all together then until you sold it all for
heroin.
And now I'm giving up. I wish I could just say
those things you told me once before, about not
giving up. I miss you now you've died in dreams
a thousand times before.
Like a long rope from an old tree, hangs a good
friend. But only in dreams, I drip dry tears:
when will I see you again? I'll never see you
again. Summer's gone and I will never speak to
you.
With a needle in your arm and the red light on,
would you clean up for a song? Well here it is,
it's for the better, this one's for Dawn.
And now I'm giving up. I wish I could just say
those things you told me once before, about not
giving up. I miss you now you've died in dreams
a thousand times before.
Like a long rope from an old tree, hangs a good
friend. But only in dreams, I drip dry tears:
when will I see you again? I'll never see you
again. Summer's gone and I will never speak to
you.
With a needle in your arm and the red light on,
would you clean up for a song? Well here it is,
it's for the better, this one's for Dawn.
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