Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop, so I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I
Feel an angel lift me upAnd I open bloodshot eyes
Into fluorescent white
They flip the siren, hit the lights
Close the doors, and I am goneNow I lay here owing my life
To a stranger, and I realize
That empty words are not enough
I'm left here with the question of justWhat have I to show except
The promises I never kept?
I lie here shaking on this bed
Under the weight of my regretsAnd I hope, that I will never let you down
And I know, that this can be more than just
Flashing lights and soundsLook around and you'll see that at times
It feels like no one really cares
It gets me down, but I'm still gonna try to do
What's right, I know that there's aDifference between sleight of hand
And giving everything you have
There's a line drawn in the sand
I'm working up the will to cross itAnd I hope, that I will never let you down
And I know, that this can be more than just
Flashing lights and soundsRhetoric can't raise the dead, I'm sick of always
Talking, when there's no change
Rhetoric can't raise the dead, I'm sick of empty words
Let's lead, and not followLate night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop, so I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I
Feel an angel steal me from theGreedy jaws of death and chance
And pull me in with steady hands
They've given me a second chance
The artist in the ambulanceAnd I hope, that I will never let you down
And I know, that this can be more than just
Flashing lights and soundsCan we pick you off the ground?
More than flashing lights and sounds
Songwriters
BRECKENRIDGE, EDWARD CARRINGTON / BRECKENRIDGE, JAMES RILEY / KENSRUE, DUSTIN MICHAEL / TERANISHI, TEPPEIPublished by
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