of all the shootingstars i knew i never felt at ease with anyone but you don't ever wonder where i go remember that the grass still grows beneath the snow
when everything around turns blue just fall asleep and wake when it's all through
there's battlescars on all my guitars but still i come out here and play
and now i've lost your touch again i know i'm only one in 20,000 men i promise not to let you go just close your eyes and sleep right through the falling snow
when i finally wash ashore i'm coming back to kiss the girl i kissed before of all the shootingstars i knew i never fell for anyone but you
there's battlescars on all my guitars but i still come out here and play there's battlescars on my face and my arms but you still kiss me everyday there's battlescars on all my guitars but i still come out everyday there's battlescars on my face and my arms but you still kiss me anyway
(and driving home from your house at night i blink and make a hard right the tape you gave me flies across the dash and slaps me in the face)
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