| | The Making of the Taste of Ink Lyrics Artist(Band):The Used
Standing with your spotlight on me Not enough to feed the hungry I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now In this sea of lonely The taste of ink is getting old It's four o' clock in the fucking morning Each day gets more and more like the last day Still I can see it coming While I'm standing in the river drowning This could be my chance to break out This could be my chance to say goodbye At last it's finally over Couldn't take this town much longer Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be Now I'm ready to be free So here I am it's in my hands And I'll savor every moment of this So here I am alive at last And I'll savor every moment of this And won't you think I'm pretty When I'm standing top the bright light city And I'll take your hand and pick you up And keep you there to so you can see As long as you're alive and care I promise I will take you there And we'll drink and dance the night away As long as you're alive Here I am I promise I will take you there If you find some error in The Making of the Taste of Ink Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to BlackGothPunk@netscape.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song The Making of the Taste of Ink The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "The Used" Music | |
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