Our legs begin to break We've walked this path for far too long My lungs, they start to ache But still we carry on I'm choking on my words Like I got a noose around my neck I can't believe it's come to this I can't believe it's come to this And dear, I fear That this ship is sinking tonight
I won't give up on you These scars won't tear us apart So don't give up on me It's not too late for us And I'll save you from yourself And I'll save you from yourself
Our legs begin to break We've walked this path for far too long My lungs begin to ache But still we carry on I'm choking on my words Like I got a noose around my neck
I'm not coming home tonight I'm not coming home tonight 'Cause dear I fear, dear I fear I'm not coming home tonight I'm not coming home tonight 'Cause dear I fear This ship is sinking Is there hope for us? Can we make it out alive? I can taste the failure on your lips Is there hope for us? Can we make it out alive? I can taste the failure
Close your eyes There's nothing we can do But sleep in this bed that we made for ourselves You're trapped in your past Like it's six feet under
I won't give up on you These scars won't tear us apart So don't give up on me It's not too late for us I'll save you from yourself I'll save you from yourself I'll save you from yourself I'll save you from yourself
Try to numb the pain With alcohol and pills But it won't repair your trust You can't stand on two fucking feet With a substance as a crutch
I won't give up I won't give up on you We'll play this symphony I won't give up I won't give up on you We'll play this symphony of sympathy
I won't give up I won't give up on you We'll play this symphony of sympathy I won't give up I won't give up on you We'll play this symphony of sympathy
Compositores: Curtis Paul Lee Ward (PRS), David Malia Lee (Lee Malia) (PRS), Matthew Kean (Matt Kean) (PRS), Matthew Stephen Nicholls (Mat Nicholls) (PRS), Oliver Scott Sykes (Oli Sykes) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #15419140 em 09/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM