There s always a weak hand holding mine Saying the way that I have said "this is the way" Every scene is still the same Just with a difference faceless name Falling and breakingcleaning I am holding on so Chorus This is where my heart is longs to be Hurting youneeding you This is where I always want to be Suffering Every night you come to see Beautiful faces playing me And the fallen lives and crimson walls Reflect my lines Breaking through thoughts and mindless games Your love is a whisper coming clean And behind the curtains I can see you re not impressed with me Can you take everything that I hold Will you wash away just what the past is?

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