NEW HEART DESIGN
Turnstile
Do I really have a say?
Change is guaranteed to roll in like waves
Running all around to redefine and re-begin
Praying for a chance to lock in
When my eyes get blurred I'm losing my design
In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time
You know you really gotta leave
But the sugar never tasted as sweet
Eighteen years and ain't it funny how it feels
When you start to find out
Life's real
When my eyes get blurred I'm losing my design
In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time
When the lines get blurred I'm losing my design
In a crowd, I'm lonely all the time
Undefined
"Oh Daddy, please, please, please come home
Please come home
Please, Daddy I love you, bye"
Written by: Brady Ebert, Brendan Yates, Daniel Fang, Franz Lyons, Pat McCoryLyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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