By the time it's all in line cut the cables im inside..
on my knees as cold as
ice...
wondering if I'm alive.
Bottle up the notes we wrote and send em'
drifting down the coast.
Pictures painted on the walls; we all had to take
in.
By the way it looked inside changed the colors in the sky...
Dream in
tone of my structure falling down around us,
oh no, we don't have to wait
inside...
and you and I, and you and I would live like kings tonight.
I
stick around to be so qualified for this
considering all the past experience
and everytime i've been through it,
and oh, between my crooked hope..
I drain
everything I know and I don't wanna see a soul until the day that I get
home.
By the time it's all in line cut the cables im inside..
on my knees
as cold as ice...
wondering if I'm alive.
I stick around to be so qualified
for this,
taking on my best intrest while it's tareing through my wrist.
and
i'll watch my kingdom crumble down,
push the bricks off of my chest as I reach
back for my crown, again.
I reach back for my crown, again.