Send Off [Bonus Track]
Gained it all, took advantage
I made plans that lacked any drive
The weight of all, all this baggage
Couldn't stand it, fled in the night
Even though, that I made this
There's no changing this mess as it burns
People don't seem to notice
That the villains also get hurt
And I'm no, I'm no stranger
But I pray that I've been through the worst
Playing God, never learned to forgive
Coming down, now I've learned to repent
Curtain closing and the show's at its end
Still hard to take a bow when I know I'm in pain
Every moment that I'm told to forget
How I do that when it's so fucking fresh
Hear a song, see a photo, maybe only a phrase
Just a token that it won't be the same
Now the fights are defining the whole
And in the same breath so is the good
Every month is reduced to a thought
Highlights turn to lessons I'm taught
Though I'm thankful for the change that it brought
No avoiding that it came as a shock
The goodbye's like my heart taking shots
But it's time to finally send off
Sometimes I wish I didn't know better
But moving out made it no better
Taking all just not to go get her
But I know that ain't right, it's big in the bold header
Those nights that's filled with the cold weather
Whole life is written in old letters
But it's taxing writing this shit off
No forgetting the actual fun (And love)
Good memories all that they end up
But I accept that it's time that we send off
Send off, send off
It's time, no, it's time we send off
Send off, send off (Where do I go from here)
I made plans that lacked any drive
The weight of all, all this baggage
Couldn't stand it, fled in the night
Even though, that I made this
There's no changing this mess as it burns
People don't seem to notice
That the villains also get hurt
And I'm no, I'm no stranger
But I pray that I've been through the worst
Playing God, never learned to forgive
Coming down, now I've learned to repent
Curtain closing and the show's at its end
Still hard to take a bow when I know I'm in pain
Every moment that I'm told to forget
How I do that when it's so fucking fresh
Hear a song, see a photo, maybe only a phrase
Just a token that it won't be the same
Now the fights are defining the whole
And in the same breath so is the good
Every month is reduced to a thought
Highlights turn to lessons I'm taught
Though I'm thankful for the change that it brought
No avoiding that it came as a shock
The goodbye's like my heart taking shots
But it's time to finally send off
Sometimes I wish I didn't know better
But moving out made it no better
Taking all just not to go get her
But I know that ain't right, it's big in the bold header
Those nights that's filled with the cold weather
Whole life is written in old letters
But it's taxing writing this shit off
No forgetting the actual fun (And love)
Good memories all that they end up
But I accept that it's time that we send off
Send off, send off
It's time, no, it's time we send off
Send off, send off (Where do I go from here)
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Goodman
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