Story Behind the Song
Recorded on an 8 track in the drummers bedroom.
Lyrics
Stand at the beginning,
Taking in the view,
Standing at the ending,
You know it wasn't true.
Bent until you ‘ere broken,
Stretched until you snapped,
Broken into pieces,
You fell into, you fell into.... they’re trap
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I don’t want you to hurt yourself
If can’t figure out what your about
Come back to me, Your all I got
They’re lines are pretentious, but my words are not
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Though always lacking reason,
Though always lacking truth,
They're failure of Logic,
Was suddenly a proof.
You started out so different,
But ended up the same,
Your character was stolen,
Your mind was theirs, You mind was theirs .... to claim
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I don’t want you to hurt yourself
If can’t figure out what your about
Come back to me, Your all I got
They’re lines are pretentious, and my words are not
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I don’t want you to be a slave
No I don’t want you to be a slave
I don’t want you to be a slave
No I don’t want you to be a slave
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