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down on love
i'm so tired, i've had enough
i always thought that it would get better
mained and numb, i have been to wrong to feel
i've died, for this dream
i cant stop living

i wanted to be your crush
i wanted to be someone
i wanted to win your heart
framed in your memory
hung you through countless streets
the nightmare will clear up
with the news that its over

the seas so mad
anger beast rages to drown my soul
i fight to steer my trouble ship to safety

the wind, it quakes
o how it groans with deafening blows
the thief shows with envy competes for the killing

i thought i could be your crush
i thought i could be someone
i thought i could win your heart
nothing to take with me not even the memories
just the thought of what was gone
and a crushed hope in what never was

i saw you there with no dress
calling out, i reached as air
stole your shape
illusions kill, what is real, what is sane
and feeds hope to the dying

i thought i could be your crush
i thought i could be someone
i thought i could win your heart

filled you with memory
and showed you on every screen
in a story about love
caught in a rerun of regret

2006-07-22 20:04:23 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous in Entertainment & Music Music

3 answers

Requiem For An Undying Love

By: Drowning Fish

Down
On love
I'm so tired
I've had enough
I always thought
That it would get better

Maimed
And numb
I have bled
Too long to feel
I've died for this dream
I can't stop living

I wanted to be your crush
I wanted to be someone
I wanted to win your heart

Framed you in memory
And hung you throughout countless dreams
Till the nightmare woke me up
With news that, it's over

The seas, so mad
Angered beast
Rages to drown my soul
I fight to steer
My troubled ship to safety

The wind, it weeps
Oh how it moans
With deadly blows
The thief
Jealous with envy
Competes for the killing

I thought I could be your crush
I thought I could be someone
I thought I could win your heart

Nothing to take with me
Not even the memory
Just the thought of what was gone
And the crushed hope in what never was

I saw you there
Windblown dress, calling out
I reached
As air
Stole your shape

Illusions kill
What is real, what is sane
Feeding hope
To the dying

2006-07-22 21:13:22 · answer #1 · answered by lcmcpa 7 · 0 0

It Hurts by Angels and airwaves is the only one I can find...

2006-07-22 20:15:13 · answer #2 · answered by ss98 6 · 0 0

its IT HURTS by angels and airwaves.



im 100% sure

2006-07-22 20:13:14 · answer #3 · answered by Cole FANTASTIC 2 · 0 0

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