All the days, All the lies
Oh every single one.
Held inside, kept alive with every rising sun.
Some they do it right.
Some forgive it all.
But I'm afraid, I'm inclined to fight this one alone.
Oh
Oh
Throw the past away.
Oh yet again.
Hold the lie inside.
Until the end.
I'll accept
Cause I regret the chances come and gone.
But you should learn
I'd never turn a blind eye too long.
Some they do it right.
Some they love your way?
But I'm inclined
To bide my time, I'll take this to the grave.
Oh
Oh
Throw the past away
Oh yet again.
Hold the lie inside.
Until the end.
What on earth have I become?
Do I lie despite the sun
Through these eyes I see the end
This bitter heart's been broke again.
Throw the past away
Oh yet again
Hold the lie inside
Until the end.
Throw the past away
Again.
Hold the lie inside
Until the end.
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