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Story Of The Year Album


Bigbluemonkey (05/09/2002)
05/09/2002
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Story Of The Year

[No lyrics]

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The skyline tonight
Is burning my skin
But she loves the view
And feeling

The blinding blue lights
Are pulling us in
In light years away
Her touch stays the same

Before we choke on the rain
With angels calling her name
Before we die
Before this nightmares over
We turn to flames

Licking the flesh
The cold metal floor
There motionless eyes
Are watching

Consider these scars
A new souvenir
Close my eyes as the sun disappears

Before we choke on the rain
With angels calling her name
Before we die
Before this nightmares over
We turn to flames

Choking on the rain

Yea we turn to flames

It's killing you
It's killing you
There breaking you
There already breaking you
That's what you get

Before we choke on the rain
With angels calling her name
Before we die
Before this nightmares over
We turn to flames

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Yeah, Yeah
Walking example of you
Wait for the silence
Talking backwards to you
It meant nothing to me
Watching the world fall on you
I'm keeping my eyes closed
Now I can see what this means to you
It meant nothing to me

[Chorus]
This wasted so many nights and again
I've wasted so much time on a friend
Too young, too proud to understand
So this is the end

Perfect timing for you
You'll run 'til your legs break
So here's my reminder of you
It meant nothing to me

[Chorus]
This wasted so many nights and again
I've wasted so much time on a friend
Too young, too proud to understand
So this is the end...GO!

We should've seen this coming
We should've seen this...
YEAH! YEAH!

[Chorus x2]
This wasted so many nights and again
I've wasted so much time on a friend
Too young, too proud to understand
So this is the end

YEAH! This is the END!

. . .



Never for one single second thought that I would
Find myself at the beginning but at the end
Am I wasting time
Pictures fading while I sing this song a million times
A million times

All that I promised to myself
Another word misplaced tonight
All that I'm holding in
Why am I holding in

So far so good
A picture's worth a thousand words
So far so good
A picture's worth a thousand words

Forever thriving on a feeling no tomorrow
Without a day of growing older I can defend
The bridge I burn this time
At constant odds with the hope that keeps me alive
Keeps me alive

All that I promised to myself
Another word misplaced tonight
All that I'm holding in
Why am I holding in

. . .



We both want the world
But we both know that this gets old
If I could open up my chest then maybe
I could find a way to give you
Just a little piece of my heart

Sometimes I would rather cut your lips
Right off your face than kiss them goodnight

But then, sometimes
You can make a room feel perfect when you try
Because a mouth full of lies will leave a sour taste
That cuts just like a knife as it slides down your throat

Yeah you would give up the world and fall to your knees to show me that you care

We could believe in windows but behind the broken glass are fairy tales

In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will know
Yeah, here we go

If I could find your eyes from across the room we have to try
Not to throw away this happiness
If the air explodes between us then this is more than just a feeling

Today I woke up missing you another day goes by alone

We could believe in windows but behind the broken glass are fairy tales

In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will know
Yeah, here we go

Not every movie has a happy ending
But frame by frame I learn to love you
When I see flowers bloom in your footsteps

I learn to love you
I learn to love you
Frame by frame
Here we go

In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be, yeah
Knowing that someday in her bedroom she will
In her bedroom I am throwing pieces of what I wish I could be
Yeah, here we go

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