Pulley History Repeats Itself
all these names i can't complain thoughts of you were everything all the fun is over now the smiles off my face the words are scratched it's hard to read the passions gone that's best for me every dog must have it's day believing in sincerity feeling numb she slammed the door left to think there's so much more out of sight now out of mind are you truly gone? goodbye corrections to the promises you break we finally found your honesty's a lie you lead your army till there's nothing left and no one to return now you're standing all alone who would think that we could show personality?
