Coheed & Cambria Follow

Memories roll in of the things you once did
And who you had shared them with is somebody thinking of you

Did I bother telling you this with the words that cross teeth and jump lips
A poor choice of words in wanting to tell you anything
But words don't come with ease they're forever my hurt

Would it really matter if you were to count the days left with your hands?
Your focus secure and the loves you left well
Smiles staged in photographs here until

But you, you left the light on
There's a chance I might have tripped, girl
You were there to hold on

Ignoring the words of your obnoxious little brother
Kill or be killed spilled the words from your mother
I'll lay awake for a while, I'll leave the light on a while

But you couldn't last a lifetime caught between here and the days of it
Carving her name across your arm with every wish it's hit or miss her
I told you so, I measure distance in lines departing the rest of my list

But you, you, you, you had better things to do
But you, you, you, you had better things to do
Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, lie away
Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar lie away

Ignoring the words of your obnoxious little brother
Kill or be killed spilled the words from your mother
I'll lay awake for a while, I'll leave the light on a while

But you couldn't last a lifetime caught between here and the days of it
Carving her name across your arm with every wish it's hit or miss her
I told you so, I measure distance in lines departing the rest of my life

If you get put to sleep, like an old dog you're better off
If you get put to sleep, I've been cautious with the words I extend
Allow this year before the world starts to end

Your father's dead, he passed in his sleep
And I woke to the sounds of her crying
And I woke to the sounds of him dying
And I woke to the sounds of him dying
Pray for us all, and pray for us all
Pray for us all, and pray for us all

Pray for us all
Pray for us all
Pray for us all
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Memories roll in of the things you once did
And who you had shared them with is somebody thinking of you