Dear Anneliese - Acceptance lyrics

rate me

onight,

I've spoken of holding nervous hands

As a remedy to the lives that we lead

I swear that I'll fix this

Like I'd load a gun

This time I won't make for the door

Like a boy who only knows how to run

Full speed ahead,

Roulette is not the same

When you can't chose

Between three or four,

Maybe twenty more and I'll be on my way home

Down the hall waving you goodbye

Without you choking on my words

What's left to say, if we start fighting

Down the hall,

Grab your bags and run

The choice is yours

Running down the hall,

With your bags in hand

And your heart at the end of the road

I hear the air is overlooked

So look closer,

And tell me what you've found