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Of All These Yesterdays
by Trivium



Take away all of this pain
Life feels like its all in vain,
Life feels like its all in vain.
Blindingly it seeps through the trees,
Burning bright subconcious streams
Falling light dismantled dreams.

We are to far gone,
We are to far gone,
We are to far gone,
We were never meant to make it this far. x2

I feel the rage,
And it burns the pages
Of all these yesterdays.

We are all damaged and wrong,
Practicing for death alone,
Practicing for death alone,
Hope has gone cold with it's cause,
Lost inside it's every flaw,
Life is finally swallowed raw.

I feel the rage,
And it burns the pages,
Of all these yesterdays.

I'm covered fast,
In the falling ashes,
Of all these yesterdays.

With the end in sight,
I clench what's left of light,
Press it against my head,
And dream of the color red. x2

I feel the rage,
And it burns the pages,
Of all these yesterdays.

I'm covered fast,
In the falling ashes,
Of all these yesterdays.

I feel the rage,
And it burns the pages,
Of all these yesterdays.

I'm covered fast,
In the falling ashes,
Of all these yesterdays.

We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We are too far gone,
We were, never meant to make it this far.
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Lyrics submitted by Emily Elizabeth.