Front Row Seat

It's over
It's over

Did you ever wonder how this would end
And could you defend
Give it a go
You carrion crow
This oughta be good

How many more mistakes must it take
Till it starts to break
Predictable
It takes its toll
On all of us

Where do you wanna be
When it all comes down
Serendipity
And where do you wanna go
Running around to escape the flow

When boredom becomes insanity
It eliminates all kinds of clarity
When boredom becomes insanity
It eliminates all kinds of clarity
When boredom becomes insanity
It eliminates all kinds of clarity

It's the beginning of the end
It's the beginning of the end
It's the beginning of the end
Far too late to pretend
It's the beginning of the end
So glad to see you'll attend

Hold on the storm is coming
To wash us away
No time left, no point in running
From exponential decay

Hold on the storm is coming
To wash us away
No time left, no point in running
From exponential decay



Credits
Writer(s): Andreas Helgesen
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