I don't forget too much
but what a fog this was
We had just tripped into the door
nothing short of a little drunk

I felt the wild in my skin
like a mute in the sound
and the sound just grew like a welcome-home

I traced my steps
found a trail of blood
I had shot myself in the head
and couldn't think straight for months


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    General Commentthese lyrics are bit off, it's:

    I don't forget too much
    but what a fog this was.
    We had just tripped into the door,
    Nothing short of a little drunk

    I felt the wild in my skin,
    like a mute in the sound
    and the sound just grew like a welcome home

    I traced my steps
    Found a trail of blood,
    I had shot myself in the head
    And couldn't think straight for months.
    czechoutjoshuaon July 11, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis is such a beautiful song. I need to buy this album very soon. I've already maxed out on the last.fm plays haha.
    aimeeayon October 09, 2009   Link
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    General Commenti think this is my favorite song.
    ddddfdfffbssson February 19, 2010   Link

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