Please tell me that life is more then just the
same old f****** problems stuck on repeat, I'm
much too young to feel this cold. If It's just a
matter of time before we all give in and wind up
on our knees, then why do we still beg a plead and
kick and scream for one last chance to feel alive?
I can't just let this pass me by!
We want control, we want control!
Got a reason to live got a reason to try!
We've gotta know, we've gotta know!
I'm sick and tired of everyone bringing us down,
passing on hollow advice. It's funny how everybody
know how to run our lives. "Just quit your band,
before it blows up in your face! Turn your back
and give it up!" I guess you don't understand why
we're standing here!
I can't just let this pass me by!
We want control, we want control!
Got a reason to live got a reason to try!
We've gotta know, we've gotta know!
And if I quit right now would it even matter? And
if you find yourself in ashes that we scattered on
the way... I know your trip is young, the road is
old and tired and every hit you take is not in
vain. Through broken teeth I still sing this song,
I smile and act like nothing's wrong... but it's
killing me. Two shots to the head, an exit
strategy, no less than one more reason not to give
up yet. Until we're gone.
same old f****** problems stuck on repeat, I'm
much too young to feel this cold. If It's just a
matter of time before we all give in and wind up
on our knees, then why do we still beg a plead and
kick and scream for one last chance to feel alive?
I can't just let this pass me by!
We want control, we want control!
Got a reason to live got a reason to try!
We've gotta know, we've gotta know!
I'm sick and tired of everyone bringing us down,
passing on hollow advice. It's funny how everybody
know how to run our lives. "Just quit your band,
before it blows up in your face! Turn your back
and give it up!" I guess you don't understand why
we're standing here!
I can't just let this pass me by!
We want control, we want control!
Got a reason to live got a reason to try!
We've gotta know, we've gotta know!
And if I quit right now would it even matter? And
if you find yourself in ashes that we scattered on
the way... I know your trip is young, the road is
old and tired and every hit you take is not in
vain. Through broken teeth I still sing this song,
I smile and act like nothing's wrong... but it's
killing me. Two shots to the head, an exit
strategy, no less than one more reason not to give
up yet. Until we're gone.