Engine dead on the road. No one stops to even ask me where I go. It doesn't matter. I'm still miles away from your beautiful, illuminated glow. You hold me up against the standards I will never meet again. Yet the cold glass still remains in my hand. You have to want to change, for it to happen.
I'll see you and I'll cry because we cant hit the road. But at least ill know your safe and alive. Ill take my consolation prize. Know if my heart's beating, I am fighting.
You're always there to break my fall. You're always there to take that call from me. And when I forget who I am, you show me exactly where I stand. In your arms I'm broken. Falling into a million pieces. Heal me when I'm broken. Put me back together again.
We all go to trial someday. Keep the fire burning. You showed me how to love again. I created you and I see you in myself.
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Raw, expressive, and achieves a remarkable balance between melody and sharp hardcore edge. It presents a type of duality that makes euphony and cacophony sound beautiful together, like rice and beans (a complete protein) :) Love the sound, this split demonstrates impressive talent! Kenny McGalem