6 acessos
I'm never going to change
I'm never going to change a thing
And what is there to gain
Pretending you're something when you're not
And there's nothing left
Of how things used to be
To nail the blame
To nail the blame of your mistakes to anyone but you
I'm cutting the cord
I'm cutting the cord that keeps me
I'm cutting the ties
I'm cutting the ties that bind my feet to the ground
It's getting harder
To stay true
When we were younger
But that's not to say we should give in
To nail the blame
To nail the blame of your mistakes to anyone but you
I'm cutting the cord
I'm cutting the cord that keeps me
I'm cutting the ties
I'm cutting the ties that bind my feet to the ground, my head in the sand
And when did the doors start to close
And why did we just turn away?
In favour of some passing trend
That let us down everyday
And do we believe in the words?
Do we believe in the words that we say
When we're screaming in each other's faces
Just like the good old days?