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HAWTHORNE HEIGHTS >> Merchandise Links
HAWTHORNE HEIGHTS
I miss you most on winter mornings As we drift we slip through evenings, whoa-oh We drive into the cold and dark with fingers crossed I follow your lies to avoid from getting lost And all I had was the memory of what was So let's pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell Just to survive we do what we can We read the maps and signs, and we make the plans By our design I write it down to get me by The worst time in my life And all I had was the memory of what was So lets pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell What's a dream and what is real? So let's pretend this is the ending (ending...ending) To the message i've been sending (sending...sending) And all I had was the memory of what was So lets pretend it never mattered to us I hope this message finds you well I never thought I'd live to tell What's a dream and what is real, the way I really feel
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