Thursday, August 11, 2011

Bury It

These are the things that we do to forget
That we try but we can't live without our regrets
But these are the times that I wouldn't trade for anything

Oh these are the steps that I take so the fall
Won't seem nearly as hard when I've given my all
It's worth it I know, but I can't seem to make it alone

I spent my day inside a mask
Trying to make up for my past
I spent all night by a stranger's side
But I felt more like myself than I have in way too long of a time

Bury the counterfeit and I'll
Bury my hopes for some kind of normal life
I'd like to hold my head up high
I'd like to hold your hand tonight


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