All my thoughts are offline
And I'm not taking questions
My phone lines are closed
My confidence has run dry
And I'm starting to worry
No one's writing my story
And the night comes faster than a bullet from a gun
I'm left alone here waiting for a liberation song, to sing
Deliver me, sunrise
Pave my intentions in a passage of glory
I stand guilty as charged
Of not giving into the pressures of duty
And the night comes faster than a bullet from a gun
I'm left alone here waiting for a liberation song, to sing
Can't snap this thing into drive, stuck in reverse the whole time
I'm losing touch with myself, I feel like somebody else
Can't fly from this launching pad
My wings are tangled and tired
I'm vulnerable to the moon
And all of its tidal push
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All my thoughts are offline
And I'm not taking questions
My phone lines are closed
My confidence has run dry
And I'm starting to worry
No one's writing my story
And the night comes faster than a bullet from a gun
I'm left alone here waiting for a liberation song, to sing
Deliver me, sunrise
Pave my intentions in a passage of glory
I stand guilty as charged
Of not giving into the pressures of duty
And the night comes faster than a bullet from a gun
I'm left alone here waiting for a liberation song, to sing
Can't snap this thing into drive, stuck in reverse the whole time
I'm losing touch with myself, I feel like somebody else
Can't fly from this launching pad
My wings are tangled and tired
I'm vulnerable to the moon
And all of its tidal push
And I'm not taking questions
My phone lines are closed
My confidence has run dry
And I'm starting to worry
No one's writing my story
And the night comes faster than a bullet from a gun
I'm left alone here waiting for a liberation song, to sing
Deliver me, sunrise
Pave my intentions in a passage of glory
I stand guilty as charged
Of not giving into the pressures of duty
And the night comes faster than a bullet from a gun
I'm left alone here waiting for a liberation song, to sing
Can't snap this thing into drive, stuck in reverse the whole time
I'm losing touch with myself, I feel like somebody else
Can't fly from this launching pad
My wings are tangled and tired
I'm vulnerable to the moon
And all of its tidal push
Writer: Martin England
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid