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Frayed edges The story's been chased by margin for far too long With every metaphor you find You know fin is finally finalizing the way you want And you're cut if you slip The blood and the pain make it all seem legit And it's almost as if Well it's almost as if you lived it Tell me tell me can it not be so? Finish who you are and then return to paper It's lived quick but written slow So I return to paper Tell me tell me can it not be so? Finish who you are and then return to paper It's lived quick but written so slow Bury my name in paste If it makes you feel like the page won't go to waste And you're left with a vacant space And you know your point can't wait to scrape away No need to illustrate You're eyes grew tired with every day's changing fate And it's almost as if we read too late Tell me tell me can it not be so? Letras de cancionesFinish who you are and then return to paper It's lived quick but written slow So I return to paper Tell me tell me can it not be so? Finish who you are and then return to paper It's lived quick but written so slow From Letras Mania