paroles de chanson Lost - Ariela Jacobs
I′ll
detach
the
seems
of
broken
tales,
miseries
and
guilty
dreams,
Empty
these
pockets
of
remorse,
so
I
can
stop.
If
remorse
means
that
i'm
vulnerable
From
all
the
things
I
thought
i
could
handle,
I′ll
use
those
stones
to
build
a
forte
To
sail
off,
for
I
can't
stop.
Going
off
like
a
cannon
It's
breaking
my
back,
turning
red.
These
souvenirs
of
self-destruct
Are
burning
up
in
my
head.
I
can′t
wait
to
be
alone
with
you.
I
can′t
wait
to
be
alone
with
you.
Everywhere
I
go,
it's
hurting
me
know,
It′s
not
the
right
thing
to
do.
Prepare
a
cup
of
coffee
For
another
night
of
sleepless
times,
So
I
can
blame
the
caffeine,
For
giving
me
time
to
think.
A
toast
to
you
for
being
so
high
above
it
all,
Your
sombre
tune,
your
woeful
air,
I've
given
in
so
I
can′t
care.
Going
off
like
a
cannon
It's
breaking
my
back,
turning
red.
These
souvenirs
of
self-destruct
Are
burning
up
in
my
head.
I
can′t
wait
to
be
alone
with
you.
I
can't
wait
to
be
alone
with
you.
Everywhere
I
go,
it's
hurting
me
know,
It′s
not
the
right
thing
to
do.
It′s
not
the
right
thing
to
do...
It's
not
the
right
thing
to
do.
It′s
not
the
right
thing
to
do...
It's
not
the
right
thing
to
do.
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