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Call It A Night - The Drive Home Lyrics




Well I've been,
cautiously approaching every intersection in fear of complication.
to the beating of my pulse is racing the dreams you're chasing,
a white knuckled grip can't keep the basement door from closing now.

Woah oh it suddenly seems like all my luck has run out
Woah oh so much for secrets cause they've all been found out
It's ok this is the last day this right here this is the last page
To the story of my life.

So leave the candle lit,
let it burn out on it's own,
much like I did
on that long drive home
a mild winter night the date,
Go, Twelve eleven oh five,
a scene of fear colliding
with reality the next thing I know
I'm riding shot gun with a tree.
Intentional or not I guess that's not the point,
the point is I'm still alive.

Woah oh it suddenly seems like all my luck has run out
Woah oh so much for secrets cause they've all been found out
It's ok this is my last day This right here this is the last page
To the story of my life

He will breathe again, this time no wasted breath cause,
now he's got it right and he won't second guess it.

He will breath once again and,
This time no wasted breath cause,
This times hes got it right now
and he won't second guess it
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Well I've been,
cautiously approaching every intersection in fear of complication.
to the beating of my pulse is racing the dreams you're chasing,
a white knuckled grip can't keep the basement door from closing now.

Woah oh it suddenly seems like all my luck has run out
Woah oh so much for secrets cause they've all been found out
It's ok this is the last day this right here this is the last page
To the story of my life.

So leave the candle lit,
let it burn out on it's own,
much like I did
on that long drive home
a mild winter night the date,
Go, Twelve eleven oh five,
a scene of fear colliding
with reality the next thing I know
I'm riding shot gun with a tree.
Intentional or not I guess that's not the point,
the point is I'm still alive.

Woah oh it suddenly seems like all my luck has run out
Woah oh so much for secrets cause they've all been found out
It's ok this is my last day This right here this is the last page
To the story of my life

He will breathe again, this time no wasted breath cause,
now he's got it right and he won't second guess it.

He will breath once again and,
This time no wasted breath cause,
This times hes got it right now
and he won't second guess it
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