Rescue me from boring times it's a story i know line by line
different deep on the inside, isn't different if you have to try
i'm borderline day after day waiting to get knocked off my feet again
time passes by like a slow parade waiting to get knocked off my feet again
(knocked to my knees again)
the measurements of my success, are always measured in not making sense
my motivation's taking bets it's apologies or arguments with a head filled full of cans and can'ts.
i try and try and try to remember why i think it's now or it's never.
i'm borderline day after day waiting to get knocked off my feet again
time passes by like a slow parade waiting to get knocked off my feet again
(knocked to my knees again)
i try and try and try to remember why i think it's now or it's never.
i'm borderline day after day waiting to get knocked off my feet again
time passes by like a slow parade waiting to get knocked off my feet again
(knocked to my knees again)
