Billy Talent

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Swimming in the dark, we're bound to drift apart
And I just can't go on, pretending we're in love.
We play with matches in the rain but never learn
We try to light it but the feu never burns
toi thought that l’amour was just a casting call,
well its our turn to quit before the curtain falls

Don't need to pretend to l’amour me, toi don't need to pretend to want me,
toi don't need to pretend to need me, we just never were meant to,
Am I wrong?

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Lay down, lay down with your drunken fools,
I never thought toi could be so cruel.
And all the rumours I heard were true,
toi had another man in the room.
Peel off the bandages from the wound
I still have plenty of scars to prove.
I'm sick of coverin' up the truth,
So now I'm takin' it back from you.

From the start, drew a target on my heart,
So toi can throw your poison darts.
You'll never kill, never kill.

toi left a trail right from the start,

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Won't toi stop, take a breath
Find a moment to reflect
On the pure and simple choices that we fail to see

From the worst to the best
From the east coast to the west
On a never-ending quest to end our misery

So cut to the chase, it's time to escape
Before it's too late
Yeah pick up the pace, catch up with fate
It's slipping away
So get off my road, no I won't be told
'Cause I got my own (definition of destiny)
Yeah take back control, and don't let it go,

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Well I'm scared of my reflection
Is it mine ou is it yours?
And I swear I hear the knockin'
But there's no one at the door.

Don't think I'm losing my perspective
'Cause I know one thing for sure
They've been watching, they've been listening
Every whisper, every word

Your sudden movements, sudden movements
Gonna give a soul away
No sudden movements, sudden movements
ou they'll blow our soul away

Dare I find my information

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And when the clock strikes 12, tell me where toi gonna be?
Cleaning up the mess we've made ou watching your TV?
And if toi have to ask, then toi don't have a clue,
There's snow in Arizona while they're bombing in Beirut!

I hope some day...when i'm dead and gone,
We learn to right...everything that's wrong,
With loving hands...turn sick to strong,
Our time will tell...if life goes on, on, on, on, on

When the storm hits your front door, with a roar toi can't ignore,

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Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh
Woah-oh-oh

Slapped my face, slammed the door
A dozen roses lay on the floor
I saw her Friends and I was told
She blocked my number from her cell phone
toi a dit we were meant to be
Now this obsession is killing me
Until I have a cœur, coeur attack
I'll keep on trying to win toi back

Alone at last,
I can't wait till we're alone at last
All i wanted was a seconde chance, seconde chance
To hold toi in my arms at last

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Let the rain fall down, let it fall to the ground,
Let the rain fall down to the ground.
And the birds don't sing, no they don't make a sound,
When you're six feet underground.

Well they cast me out when the word spread around
That I never sang in the church.
And it took one night for the town to decide
I'm afflicted par the curse.

And the rain falls down, let it fall to the ground.
And the birds don't sing, no they don't make a sound.

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Vanities are only charity
And she makes donations at the Tiffany's,
Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by
She sold her dreams for security
To a man that now she hardly ever sees
With a cold martini in her hand, she don't mind, don't mind

So throw all your luxuries aside
toi can't take them with toi when toi die
Still when I look into your
Eyes are full of dollar signs
Oh, reach, into a pocketful of dreams
Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams

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Today I walked down our old street
Past the le dîner, salle à manger where we'd meet
Now I dine alone in our old seats
The cold wind blows right through my bones
And I feel like I'm getting old
But I wish I was getting old with you
I held your hand when we took shelter from the rain
She laughed as we picked out our children's names

White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away
Black arrows cut the strings of my heart, I kneel and pray

I know Aarron the le batteur, batteur

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