| It feels like, like the first time
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| I’m blinded by the lights
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| And the noise I’m heading for
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| My feet stuck and my knees shake
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| Cause I have lost the trace
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| These moments I kept save
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| I’m gonna take them with me to my grave
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| It’s like frozen blood is running
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| It’s pumping through my vains
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| My crippled heart ain’t strong enough
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| To break away from chains
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| And I catch myself forgetting to savor every moment
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| To savor every single breath used to save
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| The best for last
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| The best for last
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| And someday, maybe I’ll understand the way
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| The way I did it was wrong
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| And then I’ll complain about the things I left undone
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| These dreams I had are gone
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| Maybe I have tried at least I died
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| It’s like frozen blood is running
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| It’s pumping through my vains
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| My crippled heart ain’t strong enough
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| To break away from chains
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| And I catch myself forgetting to savor every moment
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| To savor every single breath used to save
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| The best for last
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| The best for last
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| The best for last
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| Oh I’m used to save the best for last, the best for last
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| It’s like frozen blood is running
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| It’s pumping through my vains
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| My crippled heart ain’t strong enough
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| To break away from chains
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| And I catch myself forgetting to savor every moment
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| To savor every single breath used to save
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| The best for last
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| And hope turned into fiction
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| Success became addiction
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| My crippled heart ain’t strong enough
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| To break away from chains
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| I forgot to live
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| I forgot to live
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| I forgot to live |