Vārdi:
We Came As Romans Other

Ain't another woman that could take your spot my love If I wrote you a symphony Just to say how much you mean to me (What would you do?) If I told you

Dear momentum give me motion. And some direction. For so long have I sat here Immobile, immobile! Oh my god there must be something More than this here

crooked lies. When we all wake up, its hard compared to which we loved, we will wish we had stopped the first time. When we wake up to the lies that we