Dashboard Confessional - Turpentine Chaser lyrics

This paint has been tasting of lead & their chips will fall as they may, But it's not just my finish that is peeling, & it is not alone fleeing these walls. Well sooner of later this cold It's gonna break & our hands will be warm again, But all I want is not to need you now. And sooner or later this cold It's gonna break & our words will be heard again, But all I want are vows of silence now. This turpentine chaser's got kick & the rag that it's soaked in is rich. The fumes aide the pace of my cleaning & as soon as I'm done I am gone. The frightening facts We've been facing our backs For so long now Are begging for eyes To bear witness to lies & indifference. Now we're saying aloud The things we've declared in our silence. The new coats of paint will not reaquaint Broken hearts to broken homes.

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