Old Story, Sad Facts
by Live By The Fist· from Split
The story is old, facts are sad
your givin'up tag predestinated
you and all your depreciating ways
away from what I dearest believe
the days go by, we get old
time is fast and I can't slow down
some certainly in my days
thats until you see days, you will see
me here
but what is in their heads?
I don't know, we don't care
I know about myself, my cliches
only the die hard remains