This is time, run away
Cuz you have nowhere to hide
You’ve been boxed into a corner
In the back of your mind
This is fear, hold your head
Cuz you have nothing to say
So you run away
So you run away
This is time, turn away
But you’ve nowhere to run
You are haunted every day
By all the things that you’ve done
You’re wasted on the promises
Of better things to come
We’re fools
Here I am holding on to you
This is time, look away
But you have nothing to find
You’ll have that noose around your neck
until the day that you die
You know the sirens sing
For you this time
We’re fools
Here I am holding on to you
We choose
Lovely burdens over solitude
What have, what have you left me?
Sing now “oh please let it breathe”
What have, what have you left me?
Sing now “oh please let it breathe”
We’re fools
Here I am holding on to you
We choose
Lovely burdens over solitude
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