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Working Title, The - P.S lyrics
State your reason...
 We all went home to search ourselves
 There's no one left to feed us now
 We all want more then what we have
 Just pick me up and let me down
 State your reason
 For cushioning your fall
 I call it treason
 Please share with me your thoughtsWorking Title, The - P.S - http://motolyrics.com/working-title-the/ps-lyrics.html
 I've learned to find my place to hide
 My circus of rust and lies
 We take it down, these holy ties
 Just run away and follow blind
 Do you enter lives without knocking or warning?
 Do you count the lies and pace the night 'til morning?
 (Maybe I never would of felt this way)
 (Maybe I'm wrong to walk away)








