October Fall - Second Chances Lyrics
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Second Chances
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What Are The Lyrics For Second Chances By October Fall?
I'm sick of second chances
Cigarettes turn to ashes I'm standing under street signs To know the places I've been my whole life I watch the hours pass us Another one burns to ashes I'm waiting for your phone call To come and save me so you can break my fall I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home I won't sleep tonight, till you get home My bed light's burning brighter Worn out like a boxing fighter You've got me fighting pillows My eyes just won't close till you're at my side The hours slip to morning I see the sun coming up I'm turning off the TV I'm watching faster than you gave up on me I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home I won't sleep tonight, till you get home I got your letters that you sent to me And it feel likes summer But your far away from me When I need you here I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home And I won't (I won't) sleep tonight, till you get home I won't (I won't) sleep tonight, till you get home |
Who Wrote Second Chances By October Fall?
Clark Harrisson, Michael Joseph Green, Pat John D'andrea
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What's The Duration Of The Second Chances By October Fall?The duration of Second Chances is 2:57 minutes and seconds. |
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