Farewell
This blackened eye
You've learned your lessons falling down
Far behind and tracing footsteps home
Despite your lack of pride
You wore your imperfections well
Dignified
Spend your time alone
Trace your footsteps home
Your hands are always reaching out of favor
Your kind are only good for bad behavior
Your mouth was never one to trust
You're always speaking out
Falling far behind
Falling out of line
Farewell
This bitter tongue
You spoke your lessons falling down, talking out
And breaking silence
Despite the harm you've done
You swallowed your rejection well
Amplified
Sing your song alone
Trace your footsteps home
Your hands are always reaching out of favor
Your kind are only good for bad behavior
Your mouth was never one to trust
You're always speaking out
Falling far behind
Falling...
Your hands are always reaching out of favor
Your kind are only good for bad behavior
Your mouth was never one to trust
You're always speaking out
Falling far behind
Falling out of line
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The Birthday Massacre in Album Walking With Strangers Released in 2007 |