Текст песни: The Early November - Fluxy
[Guest vocals By Ken Vasoli From The Starting Line]
It`s not fair
To find you there
Waiting on
I don`t care
I care
Way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you`ll ever trust
You are done
It`s all been done
It`s not fair
to find you there
waiting for me
I dont care
because I care way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you`ll ever try
You are done,
It`s all been done
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[Guest vocals By Ken Vasoli From The Starting Line]
It`s not fair
To find you there
Waiting on
I don`t care
I care
Way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you`ll ever trust
You are done
It`s all been done
It`s not fair
to find you there
waiting for me
I dont care
because I care way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you`ll ever try
You are done,
It`s all been done
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