Artist: Chevelle
Song: To Return
Album: This Type Of Thinking (Could Do Us In)
Track Number: 09
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To return, to the cold
It isn't much fun, to touch the trees
No one has known
Go rest your head
'cause you can't miss this
Poor boy
Became
A slave
To use
Now despair, moves in so close
Too many years, free at last
He didn't know
So learn to speak
He clears his throat
'cause you cant miss this
Poor boy
Became
A slave
To use
So rebuild
What's left
Of this child
So weak
Sorry
Changes
Trample
The plan
Death Stores
Victims
Once more
Keep on burning through that noose
Keep on burning through that noose
Keep on burning through that noose
Keep on burning through that noose
Keep on...
Poor boy
Became
A slave
To use
So rebuild
What's left
Of this child
So weak
To return, to the cold
It isn't much, but I'm free at last