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phase 'cause it's killing me Too bad we can't rewrite our own history Such a mystery when he's here with me It's hard to believe I'm still lonely Chances fading
It's the great escape, got to sneak away When they look away we'll just fade away Carry me in your memory If I should pass away before the break of day
suffering and the pain I've been too long a soldier, too long, too long a soldier I've been too long a soldier (Too long a soldier) Eternal flames blow
no disgrace" mine is no disgrace no, no disgrace how does it feel to fade away how does it feel to be beneath the train life disguised behind a backward mask a
hell of it is what we are We finish and wish we could start again Our skin tears away as Our memories fade with age And we don't even know 'til it's
then let me go [Tyga - verse 1] The memories soon fade, why couldn't they be erased You hoping it's just a phase, your heart'll heal within days Some people think it
Take a seat, take your life Plot it out in black and white Well, I never lived the dream of the prom kings And the drama queens I'd like to think the
's talk this over it's not like we're dead was it something i did? was it something you said? don't leave me hanging in a city so dead held up so high on such a
it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it... Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come, on... Do it, do it , do it, come on, come
myth that ever tried to catch it on the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl she claimed it is what God resembled but on the left she had a mirrored
Was a dusty wooden box but I had never noticed till that time Then we set it on the table and carefully we opened up the top And stared into the memories
They seem like scenes from a different life We didn't notice as the days went past We knew it couldn't last But looking back I wouldn't change a thing The memories
I never feard consequences Hate regrets more than apologies A year has passed, like photographs, my life is just A scrapbook of old friends and faded memories Looks like
flowing out on to a tape Is only as loud as the silence it breaks Most things decay in a matter of days The product is sold, the memory fades Crushed like a
streets where you livin' at Killers hustlers and thieves remember that Makes no difference to me my strategy Seek the enemy crush 'em into a memory Say a
a nigga more evil Now made me act a lot and call Sen Diesel Rock the block with the M 1 6 .44 mag like a east war fit This here granade'll break you