Besedila: Underoath. They're Only Chasing Safety. I'm Content With Losing.

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like i said; "leave your baggage at the back door.
i'm leaving you, the way I think it should be...
we're always pulling into spaces that we can't back out of,
starting fights....
we cant talk our way out of this

how does it feel to be on the receiving end of this one?
of this one?

im half way there,
(its all on me)
this is what i get for wanting more....
for wanting more

this is the way its got to be;
desolate, al one and searching...
so i walk around with this rope in my hand
(rope in my hand)
so i'll tie it around, and around and around...
i'll tie me down

i'll fantisize of leading many and leaving us behind.
in your eyes, you were the one that tried.

if seconds is what holds us here,
then you my dear are the one i fear today...
we'll try this one more time...

this is the moment that we all wait for, are you ready?
are you ready?

im half way there,
(its all on me)
this is what i get for wanting more....
for wanting more

this is the way its got to be;
desolate, alone and searching...
so i walk around with this rope in my hand
(rope in my hand)
so i'll tie it around, and around and around...
i'll tie me down

you cant see past my waving hands...
(just running away again)
you cant see past my waving hands...
(goodbye)

it gets so loud it hurts my ears...

i w anna know how to get through this
(how to get through this)
without choking up.

i cant feel you,
your so far from me...

im half way there,
(its all on me)
this is what you get for wanting more...
its all on me.