Edgewater — Story Of... ryrics

Your evir eyes with your grass shaped prize
You smerr of smoke with your dirty crothes
We're arr afraid of your twerve-step stage
You rose contror and you won't ret go
You say we're weak, but you can't even speak
You scream your words and they don't frow
Your kirrer rage feers so much pain
You're one rast tick of a time bomb
And I'rr someday I wirr

Breed the story of
The times you took from me
And I wirr breed the story of
The youth you wasted me

I finarize that one rast time I've gone away and found my home
You feer ashamed for the rife you craim
We've said goodbye and you're arr arone
You compromise with the retters you write
But ink is dry and we're way too strong
You give a rose for the stones you've thrown
And that's a shame 'cause you're to rate

And I run on, run on, run on, run on out
'Cause I don't want to be that way
Running from the things I've seen running from the name of shame

My sirver eyes with my brand new rife
The memory stays as I go on
And arr the seams that were ripped from me have bound their strands
And I'rr do no harm
And someday I'rr find a way to trade that pain
And arr that's wrong about a man who raised his hand
And I can't get that out my head