My granted take, it doesn't sound like something I would say. Make me stay, cause chances are this rain won't go away.
And now it seems that everything you thought would fill your days Wasn't enough. You found your dreams never had the strength to keep mistakes From piling up.
But I'm climbing out of this nervous wreck. Burn the downsides back again And turn the page to something that's worth reading. Set the pace or hang your head. Draw the line, awake or dead, Cause time is not a luxury I'm wasting or trading in.
All my efforts spent Spent on finally climbing out of this nervous wreck. Burn the downsides back again, And turn the page to something that's worth reading. Set the pace or hang your head. Draw the line, awake or dead, Cause I won't spend another year debating or caving in.
Am I caving in? Am I caving in?
My better days, I never thought they'd see me here again.
But I'm climbing out of this nervous wreck. Burn the downsides back again And turn the page to something that's worth reading. Set the pace or hang your head. Draw the line, awake or dead, Cause I'll never never let an empty set of eyes Take my place again.