Tied to the testing of wills, when my heart breaks and spills
Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I'm defined
Thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies
(minds of your enemies)
And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishnessWell if this is what I'm meant for, no longer interesting
Fall forward to even the score, just a thought to youTied to the testing of wills, when my heart breaks and spills
Left to the sight of the sky, in your arms I'm defined
We're thrown to the wolves in the minds of your enemies
(minds of your enemies)
And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishnessAnd I'm nothing more than a line in your book
yeah I'm nothin more within a line in your book
yeah I'm nothin more than a line in your book (x2)Well if this is what I'm meant for, no longer interesting
Fall forward to even the score
Just a thought to you
(Just a thought to you) [x2]Yeah, I'm nothin more, yeah I'm nothin more than a line in your book
Yeah, I'm nothin more than a line in your book
Composição: Funeral for a Friend.
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