Conscience as Collateral
This is
This is
This is
This is
This is all that's left of
This is all that's left of
This is all that's left of
This is all that's left of me
(All I did was set myself up)
(All I did was set myself up)
Now, let's write the end
(All I did was set myself up)
(All I did was set myself up)
Now, let's write the end
Now, let's write the end
Now, there is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
All my words mixed and undone
All my thoughts crammed into this rerun
All my dreams smothered in ash
All my love's been left in the past
All my words mixed and undone
All my thoughts crammed into this rerun
All my dreams smothered in ash
All my love's been left in the past
You can lay in bed, conscience clean
Running through my head, loss of sleep
Living out all of my dreams
Burning down every last tree
Handing out all of my dreams
Closure comes and soon you'll forget me
I don't want this
This is
This is
This is
This is all that's left of
This is all that's left of
This is all that's left of
This is all that's left of me
(All I did was set myself up)
(All I did was set myself up)
Now, let's write the end
(All I did was set myself up)
(All I did was set myself up)
Now, let's write the end
Now, let's write the end
Now, there is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
There is nothing left to say
All my words mixed and undone
All my thoughts crammed into this rerun
All my dreams smothered in ash
All my love's been left in the past
All my words mixed and undone
All my thoughts crammed into this rerun
All my dreams smothered in ash
All my love's been left in the past
You can lay in bed, conscience clean
Running through my head, loss of sleep
Living out all of my dreams
Burning down every last tree
Handing out all of my dreams
Closure comes and soon you'll forget me
I don't want this
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Tybor
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