Letters

To me she writes the letters
Her hopes to make things better
I lay in this cold bed
raging a war in my head

All your letters are burned and gone (gone they're all burn and gone)
They're something I never wanna lay my eyes upon (upon, they're now ashes in a pit)
All your letters are burned and gone

I'm sick and tired of getting these papers with your lines
It's the things like this that makes me wanna be blind
It's my turn now to send you a letter
To make the air I breathe a little bit better

All your letters are burned and gone (gone they're all burn and gone)
They're something I never wanna lay my eyes upon (upon, they're now ashes in a pit)
All your letters are burned and gone



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Schwab
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