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Texty: A Cursive Memory. South.

Every step that I want to take
I'm told to hurry up and wait
And every time that I miss a break
It's just my luck, it's just my luck

As I hold hands with hope
The fate lies right in front of me
My eyes have proven to show
That hope is hope and fate is destiny

So don't say, don't say
So don't say, don't say
Don't say, don't say
We'll catch a break

When things start heading south
You can watch her tear me down
And all that time you didn't show up
La, la, ta, ta, ta

Every time that you disappear
I'd hope for a whole new better year
And all that time you didn't show up
It's just my luck, it's just my luck

As I hold hands with hope
Fate lies right in front of me
My eyes have proven to show
That hope is hope and fate is destiny

So don't say, don't say
So don't say, don't say
Don't say, don't say
We'll catch a break

When things start heading south
Yeah, you can watch her tear me down
And all that time you didn't show up
La, la, ta, ta, ta

I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, anticipating
I'm waiting, anticipating
I'm waiting, anticipating
I'm waiting, anticipating

Don't say, we don't say, we don't say
Don't say, we don't say, we don't say
Don't say, we don't say, we don't say
Don't say, we don't say, we don't say

Don't say, we don't say, we don't say
Don't say, we don't say, we don't say
Don't say, we don't say, we don't say
Don't say, we don't say, we don't say

When things start heading south
And you can watch her tear me down
And all that time you didn't show up
La, la, ta, ta, ta

It's just my luck

A Cursive Memory