Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Inevitability of Closing a Hat, artist - Driver Friendly. Album song Chase the White Whale, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 01.11.2018
Record label: Hopeless
Song language: English
The Inevitability of Closing a Hat |
Standing on the edge of the rest of my life |
She says, «What are you so afraid of? |
What are you so afraid of?» |
I’ll drag my heels across this entire town |
Let the blood run free, let it flood the streets |
Tonight this city drowns, it’s going to drown |
(I'm gonna see this path through) |
I’ll walk the straight and narrow |
('Til my legs are broken) Because there |
Are just a few things in this world |
I need to see with my own two eyes |
To believe |
Believing is not seeing |
No to me, believing is breathing |
(And knowing that each breath won’t) be your last |
(Tomorrow) you wake up |
And you decide with every glorious mistake |
You can erase, you can erase your past |
I am a ticking time bomb counting down |
With the swelling of my lungs |
With the bursting of my lungs |
I am the roar of a thousand lions strong |
And tonight I sing my song |
Tonight it carries on, it carries on |
(This all means nothing) |
If I never make it back |
(I'll retrace every footstep) |
Because even if it takes a lifetime to make it back to you |
I just need to see you with my own two eyes |
To believe, to believe (that this is true) |
Believing is not seeing |
No to me, believing is breathing |
(And knowing that each breath won’t) be your last |
(Tomorrow) you wake up |
And you decide with every glorious mistake |
You can erase, you can erase your past |
I’m an open book, dying to be read |
With a broken spine and I’m showing thread |
And my cover is worn and my pages are torn, torn, torn |
And page after page, after page, after page |
I’m somehow trying, trying to persuade |
That somehow this ending will be okay |
But it’s hard to believe everything you read |
The cover’s worn and the pages torn |
The cover’s worn and the pages torn |
The cover’s worn and the pages torn |
The cover’s worn… |
Open me up and tear me apart |
Open me up and tear me apart |
Open me up and tear me apart |
Open me up and open me, open me up |
Believing is not seeing |
No to me, believing is breathing |
(And knowing that each breath won’t) be your last |
(Tomorrow) you wake up |
And you decide with every glorious mistake |
You can erase, you can erase your past |