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I'm on the verge of losing control of every little thing that I've ever held ontoLike an old man waiting for his turn to dieThere comes a point that we all must reach where we understand life can be a little too frighteningAnd yet we'll still wake up for better daysBy and by we all move slowlyWe reach our hands up to the sky and contemplate if we're alrightWe're alright, so we'll sing all the songs that used to get us through theDays and the nights where we felt like everything was just not rightI am all too naive when it comes down to trying to understandI'll never understand what it means to have control of everythingWhen all I see are bits and pieces of a much bigger creationPuzzling me as to what is wrong with all these people in this world that's so wrapped up with greedI'll keep sailing on with no regrets i'll cross the seven seas; maybe something will get my attention thereFor I am far too young to have given up on seeing better daysHopefully time is on my sideBy and by we all move slowlyWe reach our hands up to the sky and contemplate if we're alrightWe're alright, so we'll sing all the songs that used to get us through theDays and the nights where we felt like everything was just not rightI am all too naive when it comes down to trying to understandI'll never understand From Letras Mania