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Rocky Votolato True Devotion

Got a folder full of fragments You?re losing all acquaintances, losing your balance Over spikes, over trip wires, you?ve got such obvious style Put limits

Visit the Places where it all began When you?re not afraid you can start again Take one last look No pretense, no sentimental attachment The Veil?s

Bottle rockets and smoke bombs lying dead on the sidewalk Are black marks on the concrete now but they were beautiful last night A picture of our life

broke my heart with a glance from the bathroom mirror Brushing makeup on tears running down it didn?t matter The voice of God is the silence if you can listen there True Devotion and True

Spaceships on the table and your reading is a window I can see through what this means Nothing can take this away from me I knew we?d end up where we