Bayside

A Synonym for Acquiesce


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Empty fields move me so much more then rooms filled up with friends
The way the trees look dead
Reminds me that there's more to life then living
Maybe giving ups not bad, but part of letting go of you

If I surrender to this feeling maybe all the aches
And pains will go and I can close my eyes
Never again to have them open till I bleed out all I've been
I don't want to be alone no more
No more

So take this razor, sign your name across my wrists
So everyone will know who left me like this

Show me all my scars scars run deep
Maybe mine are not to forget the times that we've had

Empty fields move me so much more then rooms filled up with friends
The way the trees look dead
Remind that there's more to life then living
Maybe giving ups not bad, but part of letting go of you

So take this razor, sign your name across my wrists
So everyone will know who left me like this

Show me all my scars run deep
Maybe mine are not to forget the times we've had

Never wait another second I have wasted so much time
And I have wasted so much time
So much time
So much time

So take this razor, sign your name across my wrists
So everyone will know who left me like this
Show me all my scars run deep


Writer/s: Andrew Robert Elderbaum, Anthony S Raneri, Jack A O'Shea, James Robert Mitchell