seven hours until sunrise, i would rather drive than sleep.
these lights, these memories.
freeways are like pinhole ceilings.
the stares they exchange in the classroom.
i know they wish for downtown friday nights.
streetlights shine perfect memories and this calm makes me believe in us again.
the beauty of the intangible.
i paint your body next to me in this car, but i try to forget.
take back your pictures of you.
and you can bet i wont forget your heartless running.
candy apple frowns, make me believe your caramel isn't that sweet.
"never forget what it did to you."
i would rather not carry the pieces around,
standing over my grave, dying more and more everyday.
In Reverent Fear - Santa Ana Lyrics
In Reverent Fear - Santa Ana Lyrics
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seven hours until sunrise, i would rather drive than sleep.
these lights, these memories.
freeways are like pinhole ceilings.
the stares they exchange in the classroom.
i know they wish for downtown friday nights.
streetlights shine perfect memories and this calm makes me believe in us again.
the beauty of the intangible.
i paint your body next to me in this car, but i try to forget.
take back your pictures of you.
and you can bet i wont forget your heartless running.
candy apple frowns, make me believe your caramel isn't that sweet.
"never forget what it did to you."
i would rather not carry the pieces around,
standing over my grave, dying more and more everyday.
these lights, these memories.
freeways are like pinhole ceilings.
the stares they exchange in the classroom.
i know they wish for downtown friday nights.
streetlights shine perfect memories and this calm makes me believe in us again.
the beauty of the intangible.
i paint your body next to me in this car, but i try to forget.
take back your pictures of you.
and you can bet i wont forget your heartless running.
candy apple frowns, make me believe your caramel isn't that sweet.
"never forget what it did to you."
i would rather not carry the pieces around,
standing over my grave, dying more and more everyday.