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study hall...
when you've gone about things all wrong
bury them here
with a lifetime you would never forget
in savoring sleep, what do you mean i toss and turn every where?
i'll miss you when you're gone
in pretending that you meant the world to me
with that you'll call me a liar
and in the making mistakes
you'll rest incomplete
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes, dear mom and dad
i write you in the letter that states
(i'll be moving on) when the new day's begun
forget your son when he's out on your own
when the hand reads 7:30
and your night begins to sink in the short but faster fall
anxious but calm
retort to a mirror
that frames your face, baring the finest swell
when the day begins to break, like the tears that run across your cheek
stand straight and imagine you then in the things
and the way they could have been
when the thoughts they race across your chin
here, in the neverend
(i'll be home) in graver mistakes, dear mom and dad
i write you in the letter that states
(i'll be moving on) when the new day's begun
forget your son when he's out on your own
point your gun in another direction
now that you've cried yourself to sleep
point your gun in another direction
now that you've cried yourself to sleep
(before you walk home) peace and figuring will he be home again?
(signal loss and stereo) with wide open windows, will she be waiting for?
(the sounds surround the overpass) with severed arm placement, when the day's dark, old and dead
(a dead man against you) we'll write her a letter with long time passing
i'll be home to say i'll love you
and i'll be moving on
and i'll be bigger
and i'll be bigger
~coheed and cambria. neverender
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