Skylar's Dream
Skylar's Dream - That Was The Sound Of A Tool Chest Falling Down The lyrics
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TAIRS Holding onto the rope that clouds your lungs What's good for you, good for you isn't good enough The memories, memories, memories of us now gone Blew out like candles never lit at all Birds are like lovers holding hands Migrate East over again Never know what to expect You take it all for granted Take it all for granted Taking back the times I said I loved you What's honest, honest, honest isn't you Your pictures, pictures, pictures need to burn Like fire, fire, liars' never learn (Mumbled) The downfall of their relationship was that he never looked at from anyone elses point of view except for his own. Now all he has are memories, faded away, watch them burn. Taking back the times I said I loved you What's honest, honest, honest isn't you