Everything I Love Is Broken – The Airborne Toxic Event
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I was always in your corner patching up some cut As the future and former, I like to think it was enough All your words on point, always talking some shit As you rolled a joint and played my new kit
They say the end is coming Your sarcastic laugh, your fingers drumming And tell me what we are becoming
Isn’t it strange how the seasons just pass? While you’re lost in the farce of the past And you always said this was enough Then you cried while I patched you up
But I was lonely too I was lonely too
We were never young Just too afraid of ourselves All the things we’d done, trying to harden our shells
They say the end is coming You grab my shirt, my fingers strumming We both know we had it coming
Isn’t it strange how the seasons just pass? While you’re lost in the farce of the past And you always said you were so tough Then you fell and I watched you give up