Band: Senses Fail
Album: Life is Not a Waiting Room
Fireworks at dawn as I sip for assistance.
This flask deeps me clam it reflects back my bent image.
Of someone who's lost and getting older by the minute.
Laugh lines are like growing scars someday they will be finished.
I've got so many places that I want to see and I've got so many faces that I want to be.
So get on your feet wipe the dirt off and get with it.
Destiny waits at your door all wrapped up with a ribbon.
It's time to move on because the past can't be your passion.
So what if you did something wrong, fined someone who hasn't
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