I Thought It Was Me
For every broken dream, a song
The map of where we went wrong
The few left standing
The few left straining
Left behind to try and carry on
Death comes racing
Death comes racing
Death comes racing
Death comes racing
Standing in between white walls we never made
Drowning beneath the surface of a path we didn't pave
All the dreams and memories got washed away
Shoved into an old pine box in a shallow grave
You earned this freedom to feel
And the right to set it free
With all your pain and suffering
You drowned in the panic, in the hurt, in the fear
You earned this freedom to feel
And the right to set it free
You earned this freedom to feel
And the right to set it free
Standing in between white walls we never made
Drowning beneath the surface of a path we didn't pave
All the dreams and memories got washed away
Got shoved into an old pine box in a shallow grave
I'm sorry that it took me so long
To find the words to write this song
But if growing up means losing everything
Then I'm dead set on staying young
Because I still just love ya
Pain is beauty
Is pain is beauty
Is pain is beauty
Is pain is beauty
The map of where we went wrong
The few left standing
The few left straining
Left behind to try and carry on
Death comes racing
Death comes racing
Death comes racing
Death comes racing
Standing in between white walls we never made
Drowning beneath the surface of a path we didn't pave
All the dreams and memories got washed away
Shoved into an old pine box in a shallow grave
You earned this freedom to feel
And the right to set it free
With all your pain and suffering
You drowned in the panic, in the hurt, in the fear
You earned this freedom to feel
And the right to set it free
You earned this freedom to feel
And the right to set it free
Standing in between white walls we never made
Drowning beneath the surface of a path we didn't pave
All the dreams and memories got washed away
Got shoved into an old pine box in a shallow grave
I'm sorry that it took me so long
To find the words to write this song
But if growing up means losing everything
Then I'm dead set on staying young
Because I still just love ya
Pain is beauty
Is pain is beauty
Is pain is beauty
Is pain is beauty
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Brooks, Andrew Doyle, Darel Mcfadyen, Shawn Skadburg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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