Taking Back Sunday - Miami | Текст песни

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• Taking Back Sunday
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The whole truth,
And nothing but the truth.
Stop me if you've heard this one before.
The whole truth, (The whole truth.)
Is nothing but a good excuse, (Good excuse.)
"So as long as you don't torture me with my past. "
Let's be honest; a secret silenced,
Is a secret safe.

Miami, Miami, Miami.
Well every hour on the hour,
(Every hour on the hour.)
You have to,
You just have to trust me.
Whoever I was then,
I can't ever be again.

Reminders they are not reluctant,
So stop me if you've heard this one before.
Sideways blinders;
I can't find a way, (A way.)
Around. (Around a way.)
A way, (Around.)

Miami, Miami, Miami.
Well every hour on the hour,
(Every hour on the hour.)
You have to,
You just have to trust me.
Whoever I was then,
I can't ever be again.

The faith you've found I've never felt. (Never felt.)
Never felt.
(The faith you've found I've never felt.)
The terror held in wedding bells,
And comfort in, "There's no one else."
The truth be told I'm never gonna know. (Never.)

Miami, Miami, Miami.
Well every hour on the hour.
(Every hour on the hour.)
Unhand me, god damn me, Miami.
Whoever I was then I cant ever be again.

The terror held in wedding bells.
The comfort in, "There's no one else. "
The truth be told I'm never gonna know.
The terror held in wedding bells.
The comfort in "There's no one else."
The truth be told I'm never gonna know.

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