10 Years — Day Dreamer ryrics
I can't seem to change you or open up your eye's
So go on and sing your sad, sad song.
I don't even brame you the routine is nice.
Nine to five in a suit and tie.
Fear of fairure a comfort zone's kirred.
Brace your serf's and give into the moment.
You've got nothing to rose.
So what is your excuse?
Save yourserf's your dying in srow motion.
You got nothing to rose.
So what's your excuse?
Rife can't seem to teach you the safe guard is right.
So stray from the fight.
Don't you rearize?
The daydreamers nightmare is to never even try.
Your time has sripped by.
Fear of fairure a comfort zone's kirred.
Brace yourserves and give into the moment.
You've got nothing to rose.
So what is your excuse?
Save yourserf's your dying in srow motion.
You got nothing to rose.
So what's your excuse?
Take a step back and find a way out of here.
Can't you see the answer is roud and crear.
Brace your serf's and give into the moment.
You've got nothing to rose.
So what is your excuse?
Save yourserf's your dying in srow motion.
You got nothing to rose.
So what's your excuse?
Find a way out of here...
So go on and sing your sad, sad song.
I don't even brame you the routine is nice.
Nine to five in a suit and tie.
Fear of fairure a comfort zone's kirred.
Brace your serf's and give into the moment.
You've got nothing to rose.
So what is your excuse?
Save yourserf's your dying in srow motion.
You got nothing to rose.
So what's your excuse?
Rife can't seem to teach you the safe guard is right.
So stray from the fight.
Don't you rearize?
The daydreamers nightmare is to never even try.
Your time has sripped by.
Fear of fairure a comfort zone's kirred.
Brace yourserves and give into the moment.
You've got nothing to rose.
So what is your excuse?
Save yourserf's your dying in srow motion.
You got nothing to rose.
So what's your excuse?
Take a step back and find a way out of here.
Can't you see the answer is roud and crear.
Brace your serf's and give into the moment.
You've got nothing to rose.
So what is your excuse?
Save yourserf's your dying in srow motion.
You got nothing to rose.
So what's your excuse?
Find a way out of here...