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I fell asleep today,
Fell in my own grave.
Let me lay here.

Say you'll be my stone,
I won't be unknown.
To anyone here.

If the devil's on your lips,
I will be remiss,
On the way here.

With your fingers made of stone,
They're wrapped around my bones.
I can't stay here.

And the space between is vacant,
and is built between our heads.
So say the word, and we will speak.
We will speak again.

And the currents that we ride along,
Are passing through your chest.
Say the word, we will speak.
We will speak again.

I'm hollow but I'm staying warm,
And starting wars again.
While overseas, I'm sailing over waters
That will bring me home.
Yeah I'm coming home.
Yeah, I swear I'm coming home.

Gone, yeah I'm gone.
Gone, yeah I'm gone.

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from Everything Looks Different In The Daylight, released January 7, 2014

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Gardens Chicago, Illinois

Illinois Indie Rock / Grunge-Pop
ilana | jordan | jackson | jake

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