Besedila: CrashCarBurn. This City Needs A Hero. Sing This At My Wake.

We are so far away from home
i am the static on a broken pay-phone
and as the flickered street lights try in vain
to light the way i'l stray from them
taking my life into my hands
this is the coldest that i have ever been
and every tired heartbeat pulls and strains
to find the strenght
to fill my veins tonight

so if i die in my sleep
don't light a candle for me
for every heart that i broke
for every lie that that i spoke
if i don't make it to the sunrise
was i good enough in your eyes?
did i do everything i could
to live a life that i should?

now as the years leave their mark on my face
they take a piece of my soul i can never replace
and i hope that you know how i loved you to death
i'll see you when we're laid to rest for good

so if i die in my sleep
don't light a candle for me
for every heart that i broke
for every lie that that i spoke
if i don't make it to the sunrise
was i good enough in your eyes?
did i do everything i could
to live a life that i should?

we only get one chance to make it
we only get one chance to do this right
we only get one chance to make it
did i do everything i could to fly?

on the longest hour of the coldest night
i will be lying awake nursing swollen eyes
thinking how i could change i could sacrifice
to make it all right
all right again