Photographs

Photographs - Mest

As he laid there

His life flashed in front of him

Front of him

He wonders if he can take back some of his past

As he looks back on everything

He's got so much he feels there's something missing

I hear the silence but it sounds so strange

I never felt this type of pain

My photographs

I want them back

My photographs

I want them back

So he wanders through all his photographs

A tear falls down his face 'cause he wants it back

I hear the silence but it sounds so strange

I never felt this type of pain

My photographs photographs

I want them back

My photographs photographs

I want them back

Photographs photographs

My photographs

The blackest nights we never needed more

We used to dream of all that we wished for

I hear the silence but it sounds so strange

I never felt this type of pain

My photographs photographs

I want them back

My photographs photographs

I want them back

My photographs

I want them back

My photographs photographs

I want them back

My photographs photographs

My photographs photographs