Chiodos Bros. Compromise Of 1984
come to compromise for all of me that has withered up and faded like a fallen sunset come to compromise and let this music paint our silence like a fallen susent and it's each beat pounding in my head this too familiar sound of failure this song I can't get out of my head this too familiar sound repeating every note making up for words unsaid this too familiar sound ine sang the same hymn of infatuation were making up for each bitter tongue letting the world know in different ways taking the feelings we can't express and showcasing them as if as if they really mattered were letting the world know these are the only strings connected to my heart that no one can play with.
