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Founds total 8 songs

We Are To Follow

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2005
Updated: 8 years ago

These streets are as cold and wet. As my eyes, flesh and bones are longing home. I was taken out of context. And to think. . You had me not speaking for a month or two.


Time Will Change Your Heart

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

With big guns and big ambitions. Never ending arguments. When is your ammunition spent. With big guns you load and shoot me down. With all those pretty words you thought out.



Nerve

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Force me to open my mouth. Again because they know I don't want to. Speak loud when they make me feel. Like a boy scout. So hard to tell them You love them to.


My Alibi

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2005
Updated: 8 years ago

My feet felt light for the first time in months. It was like you came walking across the room. Straight at me and then straight through me. And then stopped and stood still for awhile.


Midnight

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Fast lane, sane, insane this world is running. And I'm walking with a cane. Seek, seek you can be unique. But whatever you do don't let your inside out.


Coming Back To Life

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Guess it's in all those small things. Eyes closed or eyes wide open. Something in the corner of everyone's eye. (See or look away again). This time I won't ignore.


Come To Rest (hesychia)

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2005
Updated: 8 years ago

Sit down in the carousel. Up front like a brave boy. Don't scream like a little girl. Shut up boys don't cry. . Come to a rest that flows. From a spring unseen.


Act

Artist: Blindside
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

I will drive a thousand miles. To escape the smog in this town. I will drive although I don't have a license. To escape the ideal that this city crowns.


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