Слова:
Death Is Not Glamorous Wide Eyes

feel and how to fight back. You were always there for me, through thick and thin, through wrongs and rights, set an example, even if I wanted one or not

And in the morning we left, back in the back seat. In the morning, but I took something with me... Headphones on and nothing's gone, in these wide eyes

rain on this parade? Think again, we'll keep right on marching, playing hard, keep screaming, we'll keep moving, we're not giving in. We may not be rich

life with shoes that fit, a room without a view of where i'd rather be without all the failure I always seem to see. but i'm not lying down this time not

out that fire? what crushed your spirit? what's holding you back? you just smiled sad, and turned your eyes back down. Now i know i'm not in your shoes

our spades, stand up for the world, stand up tall. Live our lives for the better, work together. Speak and move Try out hardest is all we can do. This time i'm not

You know those sleepless hours you spend laying in bed, staring past the curtains or into your head. searching for inspiration, or something undefined