Rolling

Granted
Things may never be the same
Surrounded
By things that seem like they won't change
These four walls
Too many funerals
We pick up the pieces
Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again
Quit often
I look back upon those days
You were smiling
The sun can't compete with those rays

I can't stop till I get the feeling
I can't stop till I get the feeling
The brightest light
Shine on you forever

It's likely
I'll screw it all up again someday
But hopefully
Your skin isn't too worn thin by me
Nine lives
Don't get comfortable
We pick up the pieces
Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again
I'm sorry
For all of those things that I said and did
I was hurting
It seems that I lost my way again

I can't stop till I get the feeling
I can't stop till I get the feeling
The brightest light
Shine on you forever
One day we'll reunite
We'll soar through the night sky
Chase the moon someday soon together

Were do we go from here
There's no easy way out of this one
If you're too afraid to change
You won't make it out alive
You won't make it out alive
You won't make it out alive
You won't make it out alive
These four walls
Too many funerals
We pick up the pieces
Again, again, again, again, again, again, again, again

I can't stop till I get the feeling
I can't stop till I get the feeling
The brightest light
Shine on you forever
One day we'll reunite
We'll soar through the night sky
Chase the moon someday soon together



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Breen
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