Sententia
Well the weather might be cold, but the tension's reached a high
And if I sit back too much more, I might just lose my grip and fight
So hold me close, oh hold me close
And all the bastards hang you out to dry
And all your friends are fake
And every second spent around these small town minds just makes me sick
So hold me close, and don't let go
And if we fall apart, has this meant anything from the start?
So don't even start, because I'm leaving you behind
Along with all I ever thought I knew this time
It's funny how the lives we led just faded into grey
You seem to think I walk on clouds
I'm wading through the shit you spout each day
But don't let go
And if we fall apart, has this meant anything from the start?
So don't even start, because I'm leaving you behind
Along with all I ever thought I knew this time