Snapshot Songtext
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"Snapshot"
The path to freedom,
Is barred with thorns of grace.
Like undiscovered clover,
in the marsh of yesterday.
Bending like the birches,
I sacraficed my time.
Like life was nothing more to me,
The path to freedom,
Is barred with thorns of grace.
Like undiscovered clover,
in the marsh of yesterday.
Bending like the birches,
I sacraficed my time.
Like life was nothing more to me,
Than trying to make you mine.
Owning you in intervals,
Like when I held you close.
I knew you were no other place,
I knew it for us both.
So take my instant picture,
and grab your purple pen.
And write everything you said,
While im staring in the lens.
That way you always know my face,
and exactly how I felt.
A snapshot of a broken heart,
Or how a face could melt.
Owning you in intervals,
Like when I held you close.
I knew you were no other place,
I knew it for us both.
So take my instant picture,
and grab your purple pen.
And write everything you said,
While im staring in the lens.
That way you always know my face,
and exactly how I felt.
A snapshot of a broken heart,
Or how a face could melt.
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