| Chances are…
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| Chances are I’d be dead if I never left
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| I need some truth to believe
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| I’m just inside a disease
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| I need to rest peaceful in my mind
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| That is before I reach the level of the freaks
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| Oh my god, look a locomotive
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| Words that were spoken, leave her choking
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| Heading home when you know this
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| My world trying to hold this, slipping through my fingers
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| And I know this
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| Burn bridges, pulling arms out of sockets till I’m finished
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| Then I race inside my head
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| Couldn’t bet I wish I had one chance to go back and change the past…
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| But the chances are I’d be dead if I never left
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| Chances are…
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| Chances are…
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| Chances are I’d be dead if I never left
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| Cause' I never listen to suspicions
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| Always trust my intuitions, my decisions
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| My minds always ticking and as fast as that
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| But I’m calm like a child
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| You wanna take no day, get closeness
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| Seeing the corrosion running through the ocean
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| Overall there open
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| This time he’s lost it!
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| So what about your last chance
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| So please believe that I’m gonna keep on moving
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| Looking for solutions
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| Neglected, I’ve felt it, infected, I corrected…
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| Wish I had one chance to go back and change the past…
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| But the chances are I’d be dead if I never left
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| Chances are…
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| Chances are…
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| Chances are I’d be dead if I never left
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| Where were ya then?
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| Where are ya now?
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| Heads in the clouds
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| I got my feet on the ground
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| Chances are I’d be dead if I never left
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| You sense it!
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| (I sense it!)
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| So what ya gonna do about it!!! |