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You Don't Talk MuchSomeone says You got the way But I never saw the way through life You never told About a future fold I love that you don't talk muchYou Don't Talk Much
If I were To watch you suffer I'd like to help at least You never said And I never read So I never really got the touch
If I never talk, you'll never have A reason to trully hate me But if you do, tell me in my face I'll simply watch you walk away You'll have nothing to say I'll remain in my place
So I love that you don't talk much I love that you don't talk much
Everyday LoopEveryday LoopEveryday Loop
Blind with illusions of a mind far from his brain Poisoned with the thoughts of what he could’ve done Remembering lives he saw burning into flames Rotten like an apple that fell down it's tree
Years of disturbance he got, and only a medal he gained Tired of the ways he lived his life,.. he wants to
Die tonight, join the God he prayed Join the unlucky troops Though he thought they were
They didn’t suffer, that painful everyday loop
Stuck with words one time he overheard The ones he saw fade away with the soul Wondered
Last BreathLast BreathLast Breath
Nothing's left for me To have a reason to breathe Oh, all the plans I mustered Was only a tease
All gone to rest I lay here alone That last breath I give Couldn't through a phone
Only then I fell This urge to continue But in all the hopes I'm the residue
If simplicity could be simpler Well, I'd be dead already But it's not so hard A woman helped me
The Garden of EdenThe Garden of EdenThe Garden of Eden
From that grand window I see the Garden of Eden And the lovely meadow Struck me like an arrow So now the Garden of Eden Happens to be my only fear Where hope and peace Is as rare as love Where never the chance you seize And no one lies above So now the Garden of Eden Is only written pages That believers believe Ot that poets imagine Where all the thieves Never think to give So now the Garden of Eden Is only flying among minds Persuading perverts That persuade angels Who never thought Of
He Lives His Life AloneIn my story she drowns herself in the murky river In my story she is found by her lost lover Grieving by the poolside Crying up to God Holding close his dearest Trying to recall her smileHe Lives His Life Alone
Lost in the world without her Never leaving the river in his mind Holding onto the memory Of her warm body by his side
His life flows on like the endless water Carrying her along Though she floats through his memory He lives his life alone.
