Without The Bitter The Sweet Isn't As Sweet ~ Mayday Parade

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We used to be something surreal
Others looked to us for what we built
We were envied until the point
The point in which we fell
We fell by the wayside, and slowly watched ourselves die
A lonely death in which no one cared and no one came
When the walls cave in, we only have ourselves to blame

And even if it's dark at least we'll be together
Slowly sinking in the earth to lay forever
You better grab a hold and hold on for your life
Because you don't get lucky twice


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