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Dónde es ésta juguetería? En mi cabeza. Sólo para entendidos... o sea, sólo para mí... HAHAHA

domingo, septiembre 26, 2010

It's time to decide, which is out of my mind


How many times
Can I push it aside
Is it time I befriended all the ghosts of all the things that haunt me most
So they leave me alone
Move on with my life
Be certain the steps of left and right don't fight the direction of upright

I'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept
Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
Pour over me and wash my hands of it

It's time to decide
Which is out of my mind
Cause it'll be me unless I put some thoughts to rest and leave some faults behind
I'll watch the glint in my eye
Shine off the spring in my step
And could be blinding depending on the amount of you that I reflect

Cause I could spend my life just trying to sift through
What I could've done better but what good do "what ifs" do?
Oh oh
Oh oh
There's something I should tell you now


I'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept
Resurrect the saint from within the wretch
Pour over me and wash my hands


Pour over me and wash my hands



Cause I could spend my life just trying to sift through
What I could've done better but what good do "what ifs" do?
Oh oh
Oh oh
There's something I should tell you
Oh oh 
Oh oh



There's something I should tell you now


I'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for what I can't change now
If I become what I cannot accept
Resurrect the saint from within the wretch

I'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept
Resurrect the saint from within the wretch


I'd rather forget and not slow down
Than gather regret for the things I can't change now
If I become what I can't accept
Resurrect, resurrect

Pour over me and wash my hands






Pour over me and wash my hands

Videeeo!
Relient K, Forget and not slow down

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