Taking Back Sunday
Carpathia

I'm gonna leave the same way I came
Up from the ashes then out from the ashes
A fine house had stood here on this worn foundation
Then you you could've fooled me I admit I was a fool for your southern days
(one hundred and fifty degrees in the shade)
It wasn't an option to go back to my place
(no I was put in my place)

You, we lived in separated houses
We have for all our lives
It would've been nice to say (It would've been nice to say)
It would've been nice to say I knew you

When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like “man that was ages ago”

I don't worry half as much as I did
When I was an experiment
Your resident tourniquet
Lax now about your neck waiting, just waiting
I am a mantle and you are a painting
Come rest your frame on me (come rest your frame on me)
I was a tower and you were an airplane
We happened before we knew what was happening

We lived in separated houses
We have for all our lives
It would've been nice to say (It would've been nice to say)

When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
“man that was ages ago”
(“man that was ages ago”)

We lived inside each other
Such careless lazy lovers
Would've been nice to say
Sure would've been nice to say

When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
“man that was ages ago”


Mirror lyrics:

“man that was ages ago”
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
When oh when will this sinking feeling

Sure would've been nice to say
Would've been nice to say
Such careless lazy lovers
We lived inside each other

(“man that was ages ago”)
“man that was ages ago”
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
When oh when will this sinking feeling
Feel like “man that was ages ago”
When oh when will this sinking feeling

It would've been nice to say (It would've been nice to say)
We have for all our lives
We lived in separated houses

We happened before we knew what was happening
I was a tower and you were an airplane
Come rest your frame on me (come rest your frame on me)
I am a mantle and you are a painting
Lax now about your neck waiting, just waiting
Your resident tourniquet
When I was an experiment
I don't worry half as much as I did

Feel like “man that was ages ago”
When oh when will this sinking feeling

It would've been nice to say I knew you
It would've been nice to say (It would've been nice to say)
We have for all our lives
You, we lived in separated houses

(no I was put in my place)
It wasn't an option to go back to my place
(one hundred and fifty degrees in the shade)
Then you you could've fooled me I admit I was a fool for your southern days
A fine house had stood here on this worn foundation
Up from the ashes then out from the ashes
I'm gonna leave the same way I came


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