

KnucklesKnuckles worked down to the bone. Still I live in a starving home. I take in all the work I can. Same old story that never ends. I know I am ment for more than this. Excapist trained in mass production. Tough as nails, hard as steel. But how long till I break? I fear the day, I fear today. Sweat stings my eyes. Pushing through to stay alive. One foot forward, means two behind. How can I progress with this anchore tied to my wrists? I know I am meant for more than this. Excapist trainedKnuckles


The road sign saidThe road sign said “turn here” words by john dascoulias (Verse 1.) Ten hours and twenty stitches later. I found my heart on my sleeve next to the scar you left for me. Sleepless nights,The road sign said
Days spent wondering if I'm alive.
(Chorus) When the sun goes down, will you remember I'm there?
(remember i'm there) When things fall apart, I'll put back all the pieces. (all the pieces) When you're all alone, will you think of me? (think of me) And if i run will you follow...(follow.)
(Verse 2.) I give my advice away like s
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"Love is all a matter of timing. It's no good meeting the right person too soon or too late."
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"here's to the memories"
-the bouncing souls
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"here's to the memories"
-the bouncing souls
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Heed no nightly noises. ♫
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"here's to the memories"
-the bouncing souls
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They break when they hit the atmosphere
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