Sad Theory - The Delicate Sound Of An Explosion lyrics
The Delicate Sound Of An Explosion by Sad Theory
I've got my back against the wall. i've got my feet planted firmly in this... i break the surface to breath again for the first time. chill november air burns my nostrils. (a fleeting moment - soon stolen). and i can never look at this the same again... (there are two types of people in thisworld... the dead, and the dying.)
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