The Death Of Dan Connor Testo

God bless nostalgia and its nerve wracking effectsThat let me focus on your best parts and ignore the sharpest cracks
Reality held hostage and subdued to cause collapse
To withstand all your distractions or to catch them in the act
Forget about the mileage, keep in mind that we, we've run out of time
All I have to give- half baked words scawled on looseleaf paper
Scream as loud as his, but with less meaning
Vain and hollow- I've lost the war, I dont know what we're fighting for
Try to understand, I only expect the worse till then.
God bless nostalgia and its heart warming effects
That let me focus on your best parts bringing summer back from past
The seasons change and now I'm fragile with the cold
Trying to withstand distraction, wondering when we'll be close
Keep your arms open if your holding out, then I'll be hanging on