Writing On The Walls lyrics
by Underoath



Maybe we

Why don't we

Sit right here for half an hour

We'll speak of what

A waste I am

And how we missed your beat again



I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place,

To bridge the gap of this conscious state that we live in,

I'm short on time



How come you try and,

(That brings us home)

To fit the shape of

(I pray for)

What they tell you

(You to move on, move on)

But mostly what they show you



At this rate, we can't keep up,

(I'm thinking back on the things I said) 2x

But I sure can't just sit still

Keep me filled in, I swear I'll come



We walk alone (6x)

Back home

Alone

Back home



You're almost gone and I'm ok

(I still see your shadow)

To give you time to be afraid

(But never your face again

I remember your presence)



I hope to God, you come down

I hope to God you can feel this now

I hope to God, you come down

I hope to...(God)...



I know there must be some way out of here

And all of them will be waiting there






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