Standing By
Here it comes
We use each other as a crutch
And I now can't stand up straight
Falling down is taking longer than I thought
And I still can't see the ground
How to stop the wheels from dragging you back to the start
and around I go
Flashing by fragments from a former life
That try to split my mind
And they're always getting lost there
Sometimes I'm waiting for a chance to start again
But never realise that as I'm standing by that it's too late
And I've lost track of years again
And I'm running out of any chance to change
Drowning out all the past in echoed sounds
And I keep my ears plugged up
Drowning in a comfort blanket of old skin
And I'll wrap it 'till I'm stuck
Speeding up. Days go through like paper cuts
And it's death by taking time
And my hands blood-red from scrapping former plans,
But I don't remember why
And I've lost the will to try
Sometimes I'm waiting for a chance to start again
But never realise that as I'm standing by that it's too late
And I've lost track of years again
And I'm running out of any chance to change
Sometimes I'm waiting for a chance to start again
But never realise that as I'm standing by that it's too late
And I've lost track of years again
And I'm running out of any chance to change
We use each other as a crutch
And I now can't stand up straight
Falling down is taking longer than I thought
And I still can't see the ground
How to stop the wheels from dragging you back to the start
and around I go
Flashing by fragments from a former life
That try to split my mind
And they're always getting lost there
Sometimes I'm waiting for a chance to start again
But never realise that as I'm standing by that it's too late
And I've lost track of years again
And I'm running out of any chance to change
Drowning out all the past in echoed sounds
And I keep my ears plugged up
Drowning in a comfort blanket of old skin
And I'll wrap it 'till I'm stuck
Speeding up. Days go through like paper cuts
And it's death by taking time
And my hands blood-red from scrapping former plans,
But I don't remember why
And I've lost the will to try
Sometimes I'm waiting for a chance to start again
But never realise that as I'm standing by that it's too late
And I've lost track of years again
And I'm running out of any chance to change
Sometimes I'm waiting for a chance to start again
But never realise that as I'm standing by that it's too late
And I've lost track of years again
And I'm running out of any chance to change
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Mccann
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