Aviators

The Cards You Hold
Think I'm really gonna change my mind Make a difference in the end this time I could have wept until the tears ran dry But what's the point if I'm not even trying Holding still until it feels like home Something's wrong but you don't even know it Blood is rushing and the world goes slow Can't deny it when you face it alone To hell with the faces in your old town Let some fade out in the background Everybody's lost You could be the boss Of your Novel of dismay Turned around one day Self cured You put your feet on solid ground But no one cares for a moment Stand up and you'll find you're on your own No time left for another round You've got your one path to tread Don't need a hero when the world goes cold You turn it around with the cards you hold Never listened to a goddamn thing Letras de cancionesLooked away while they were pulling strings I couldn't notice while my brain is tied Up and worried that I'm only dying Doesn't matter if we're all the same In the end they will forget our names And you will never have spend your life Coming up with reasons to keep fighting To hell with the hypocritic cycle Don't tell me to work up to a title Everybody's lost You could be the boss Of your Novel of dismay Turned around one day Self cured You put your feet on solid ground But no one cares for a moment Stand up and you'll find you're on your own No time left for another round You've got your one path to tread Don't need a hero when the world goes cold You turn it around with the cards you hold When you stick it to the world sometimes It feels like coming home When you call out all the bullshit That the talking heads have thrown Can't you lift a little lighter than Your worried heart requires Shuffle up and let the cards you hold Reflect your own desires And not the ones who said You'd be the first one dead I guess the tables turned So we could live and learn It's time to pick a side You gotta wake up alive Let's bring the real you to the light So open your eyes You put your feet on solid ground But no one cares for a moment Stand up and you'll find you're on your own No time left for another round You've got your one path to tread Don't need a hero when the world goes cold You turn it around with the cards you hold From Letras Mania