Could I be wrong?
Or is this the old song?
Ushering a new dawn...
It's been so long,
but I can see through this.
Signs are screaming "don't go,
think of what you don't know."
Quick escapes and quick survivals,
run away from real revival.
Breathing in everything they tell you.
It floods your lungs
and kills your whole desire.
But I won't go.
You've been the p***,
you were the "what's left",
holding on to "what's next".
They lead you on.
It's suddenly soothing,
and you can feel a new grasp
close around the old hands.
Quick escapes and quick survivals,
run away from real revival.
Breathing in everything they tell you.
It floods your lungs
and kills your whole desire.
But I won't go.
Could I be wrong?
Or is this the old song?
Ushering a new dawn...
It's been so long,
but I can see through this.
Signs are screaming "don't go,
think of what you don't know."
Breathing in everything they tell you.
It floods your lungs
and kills your whole desire.
But I won't go.
Or is this the old song?
Ushering a new dawn...
It's been so long,
but I can see through this.
Signs are screaming "don't go,
think of what you don't know."
Quick escapes and quick survivals,
run away from real revival.
Breathing in everything they tell you.
It floods your lungs
and kills your whole desire.
But I won't go.
You've been the p***,
you were the "what's left",
holding on to "what's next".
They lead you on.
It's suddenly soothing,
and you can feel a new grasp
close around the old hands.
Quick escapes and quick survivals,
run away from real revival.
Breathing in everything they tell you.
It floods your lungs
and kills your whole desire.
But I won't go.
Could I be wrong?
Or is this the old song?
Ushering a new dawn...
It's been so long,
but I can see through this.
Signs are screaming "don't go,
think of what you don't know."
Breathing in everything they tell you.
It floods your lungs
and kills your whole desire.
But I won't go.