Follow them, bowing out. Throw me the flag, I’ll take the opportunity. Stuck in the moment, I’d pay the price if there’s a possibility. I’ve been caught in the standard. I dragged it through the gutter and what I left there doesn’t mean a thing. Follow them, bowing out. I’ll pay the price if there’s a possibility.
I won’t stay here. I won’t stay here. I won’t stay here. I’ve got to make the most of mine.
Now we hold the key and no doubt we always have. Don’t you remember telling me that’s there a lifetime to make these mistakes, and when it’s almost over we’ll wish we would’ve made more. And when the storm is over, we wish we would’ve made more.
I won’t stay here, I won’t stay I’ll take the opportunity. Flat out I’ll stick it out, senses awake, accept responsibility. Taking it farther, I’ll weed right through the clutter. What’s left behind there doesn’t mean a thing. Follow them, bowing out. I’ll pay the price if there’s a possibility.
Never easy to mend when all the pieces stand so far away.
Well I’ve been spending a long time looking in. Feel the pulse and it’s aggravating. Push and pull while the concept stays. And I can’t get a peace of mind, and my head keeps racing. And I can’t get a peace of mind, and my head keeps racing. I fear my options are running out. Why isn’t it getting easier to cope (to cope) without (without)? To cope (to cope) without (without)? And I can’t get a peace of mind, and my head keeps racing.
Inventory, I throw it away. I’d rather mistakes. I’d rather not stay. I won’t stay here. I won’t stay if there’s a possibility. I won’t stay here. I won’t stay if there’s a possibility.
I won’t stay here. I won’t stay I’ll take the opportunity. I won’t stay here. I won’t stay I’ll take the op, the opportunity.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
