Brand New - Guernica Lyrics
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Guernica
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What Are The Lyrics For Guernica By Brand New?
Ever since I was young your word is the word that always won.
Worry and wake the ones you love. A phone call I'd rather not receive. Please use my body while I sleep. My lungs are fresh and yours to keep, Kept clean and they will let you breathe. Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry? I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind. Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these, So I sat alone and waited out the night. The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed. So I'm asking you to shine it on and stick around. I'm not writing my goodbyes. I submit no excuse. If this is what I have to do I owe you every day I wake. If I could I would shrink myself and sink through your skin To your blood cells and remove whatever makes you hurt But I am too weak to be your cure. Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry? I am the watch you always wear but you forget to wind. Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these, So I sat alone and waited out the night. The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed. So I'm asking you to shine it on and stick around. I'm not writing my goodbyes. I'm not letting you check out. You will beat this starting now and you will always be around. I'm there to monitor your breathing I will watch you while you're sleeping. I will keep you safe and sound. Does anybody remember back when you were very young? Did you ever think that you would be this blessed? |
Who Wrote Guernica By Brand New?
Jesse Lacey, Vincent Accardi
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What's The Duration Of The Guernica By Brand New?The duration of Guernica is 3:23 minutes and seconds. |
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