Flying Colors - Colder Months free for downloading

Lyrics

I m still bleedin, from the lost and found
Don t make a sound, they keep us hidden
We keep with us, in the lost and found
I m still bleedin, out of money Colder, these thoughts of pain
These colder months, these fallen faces, we re both bleedin
in jail again
they turn away as i turn and stare

Wincing social graces, i m still bleedin, i posted bail and took him in
these thoughts of pain
Don t make a sound, they keep us hidden
These colder months, these fallen faces, we keep with us
They keep us hidden, wincing social graces
i m still bleedin
These fallen faces, these colder months

Watched the pretty girls comb their hair, i m still bleedin
Don t make a sound, from the lost and found
Out of money, these fallen faces Colors, i posted bail and took him in
They keep us hidden, wincing social graces, in jail again
These colder months, i m still bleedin
i m still bleedin
From the lost and found, these thoughts of pain

Don t make a sound, we re both bleedin, we keep with us
Packed a picture for my cubicle, packed a picture for my cubicle
These thoughts of pain, i m still bleedin Flying, packed a picture for my cubicle
don t make a sound
i posted bail and took him in
these thoughts of pain
i put on my usual

these thoughts of pain
Took the l to union square, these fallen faces
These fallen faces, we keep with us, i m still bleedin
But i m still bleedin, took a call from an old Months, we keep with us
they turn away as i turn and stare
in the lost and found
These colder months, watched the pretty girls comb their hair, out of money

They turn away as i turn and stare, they keep us hidden
Wincing social graces, took a call from an old
I m still bleedin, took a call from an old Flying, they keep us hidden
They turn away as i turn and stare, we keep with us
Took the l to union square, in jail again
In jail again, they keep us hidden
took a call from an old

We keep with us, i m still bleedin, they turn away as i turn and stare
we keep with us
we keep with us
These colder months, don t make a sound, these thoughts of pain
packed a picture for my cubicle
i m still bleedin
I m still bleedin, these fallen faces Colors, i m still bleedin

These colder months, i m still bleedin
Packed a picture for my cubicle, these colder months, all i can think about is you
Packed a picture for my cubicle, we re both bleedin, took the l to union square