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This is really only all we have (bury all of me) Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light (before I have a chance) Coldest eyes, and the softest touch (To open my eyes) Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light (and see you laughing) These typed letters Beneath me (is this all we have?) Fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough (Or is this all just twilight) And maybe things will turn out fine (beyond the skyline blinding me?)
Hide behind your crystal screen And blow kisses at me Just remember, what we said wouldn't happen, go Write your name on my chest in kerosene Spark a match, and you Won't be cold again This is really only all we have Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light
Coldest eyes You had the coldest eyes, and the softest touch Daytime, twilight, twilight, light (twilight) Gag and destroy me Gag and destroy me I have a (sorry I didn't hear you) Collection of thunder that I stole (I was busy dying in the corner) Thunder, that I stole (those three words) From your windowsill (destroyed every inch of me and, yet you keep speaking) Stole right from your windowsill (ahh)
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About this track
"Adelleda" is a song by Alexisonfire from the album Alexisonfire, released in 2002. The song was written by Christopher Steele, Dallas Green, George Pettit, Jesse Ingelevics, Wade MacNeil. It was produced by Alexisonfire, Greg Below.
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