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Too Late for Roses - August Burns Red/JB Brubaker/Josh McManness/Matt Greiner/Brent Rambler/Jordan Tuscan
Some kind of friction has scarred me
But created your new style
My reasons to endure used to be based around who you were
And your brilliant passion
That could blaze right in front of a perfect stranger
This is my downfall
My blemish
This is my downfall
My blemish
I've been told before
This is my downfall
My blemish
I've been told before
Quit holding on to what she was
She doesn't recognize you or herself anymore
She's stuck in the process of embracing what crumbles
And when it happens
And when it happens
And when it happens
And when it happens
There will be
No apologies
There will be
No apologies
She chose to collapse what held her
And if not cautious
There may never be a cradle to soften her descent
Like clouds
New shapes are taken
But they're not always actual
They're never tangible
Never tangible
Never tangible
It's so brutal to see someone give
Realise it all up for nothing
And having no power
To stop them
To stop them
To stop them
To stop them
Having no power
To stop them
And having no power
To stop them
To stop them
For nothing
For nothing
For nothing
For nothing
For nothing
For nothing
For nothing
For nothing
