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Paroles: Quiet Drive. Rise From The Ashes.

I've felt this way before

I fell right through the floor

And I am certain I've become

Broken, bruised, and numb

Would you restate your opinion

And hold back your investigation

Do you see the sins you're making

Because I've made them all before



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I will now rise from the ashes

Don't call me pretentious

I'm sitting here making my own rules

And if I fall from the ceiling

You'll be down there waiting

And my only hope

Is falling down



And by my own admission

You'll find that my condition

Is worse than you've imagined

You're better off if you know

That every time before that I

Have tried to measure pain inside

You can't ignore it

Right now I can't ignore it



I will now rise from the ashes

Don't call me pretentious

I'm sitting here making my own rules

And if I fall from the ceiling

You'll be down there waiting

To finish me



It's settling inside of me



I'll take my heart

And rip my feelings out

Before they make me doubt

And I'll fall down with flames burning

Alive again

As long as you know that



I will now rise from the ashes

Don't call me pretentious

I'm sitting here making my own rules

And if I fall from the ceiling

You'll be down there waiting

To finish me

Finish me
Quiet Drive