Fireworks at dawn as I sit for assistance
This glass keeps me calm, it reflects back my bent image
Of someone who's lost, getting older by the minute
Laugh lines are like growing scars, someday they will be finished
I've got so many places that I wanna see
And I've got so many faces that I wanna be
So get on your feet, wipe the dirt off and get with it
Destiny waits at your door, all wrapped up with a reason
To move on 'cause the past can't be your passion
So what if you did something wrong? Find someone who hasn't
I've got so many places that I wanna see
I've got so many faces that I wanna be
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC
Fireworks at dawn as I sit for assistance
This glass keeps me calm, it reflects back my bent image
Of someone who's lost, getting older by the minute
Laugh lines are like growing scars, someday they will be finished
I've got so many places that I wanna see
And I've got so many faces that I wanna be
So get on your feet, wipe the dirt off and get with it
Destiny waits at your door, all wrapped up with a reason
To move on 'cause the past can't be your passion
So what if you did something wrong? Find someone who hasn't
I've got so many places that I wanna see
I've got so many faces that I wanna be
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