F.C.P.R.E.M.I.X.

Slow down, this is slipping through my mind
This conversation has run out of time
Honey, I know you know what I mean
And that's the one thing that you soon will find

I know that you really wanna go
My mind is runnin' outta gas, just relax and recap, and relapse
Tonight, my body's jumpin' and I
Go through the motions, and I'm leaving on this journey
Maybe someday, I'll come running home to you

I don't wanna see the day, my words cannot make it safe
(Come running home, come running home) her heart in my hands
It's too bad, no regrets
I don't wanna see the day, her tears are falling on my grave
(Come running home, come running home) this is my one chance
To take back no regrets

Let's go, I just wanna let you know
This situation leaves me outta breath
We'll drive till the love that's in your eyes
Drops to the ground and unravels like a thread

I know that you really wanna go
I only think about her, must get to her, cannot lose her
You know that I will not let this die
Life support systems and my mind on
Rewind, and rewind, and rewind!

I don't wanna see the day my words cannot make it safe
(Come running home, come running home) her heart in my hands
It's too bad, no regrets
I don't wanna see the day her tears are falling on my grave
(Come running home, come running home) this is my one chance
To take back no regrets

I don't wanna see the day my words cannot make it safe
Her heart in my hands, it's too bad, no regrets
I don't wanna see the day her tears are falling on my grave
This is my one chance (my one chance, my one chance)



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Christopher Ward, Clark Andrew Forsman, Thomas Joseph Erak
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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