Awful things have their own beautyMaybe I'm heartless, like I just don't care
I'm shattering bones with microphones, and you back down
Because you're scared. But me? My vision's impaired
There's no need to run, and there's no more fearBut now we're at the end of the story, yet, I've never had more to say
You tried to make everyone hate me, but I'm standing here today
And everything that you said, it didn't mean a thing
This is me leaving, and this is you dyingIt's all about the profit, and it's all about the schemes
And I'm just trying to make a living out of nothing but some dreams
And I'm so sorry, I just can't leave out this way
But I'll only let you down if you're expecting me to stayI can feel it in my soul, there's a part of me that
You tried to take and run, but I made a scene, aye?
How could you be so fake?
Oh, talk about something that matters
Something, something that battles the emotions and notions everybody's after
The hell with all your gimmicks
I'll give you a minute to let it all go
I'll be in your background
I'll be singing so loud
All the fame you've ever wanted, crumbled by your egoIt's all about the profit, and it's all about the schemes
And I'm just trying to make a living out of nothing but some dreams
And I'm so sorry, I just can't leave out this way
But I'll only let you down if you're expecting me to stay
Songwriters
Jason Connolly, Harley Graves, Ian Marchionda, Josh Kikta, Mikey SawyerPublished by
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