Fill those glasses high and maybe we can drop out For just a little while a temporary cop out I don't want to wait until the end To find out how we end up
I've got nothing but a glance and a crooked smile How many are there on my side, yeah Tired of running away and running out of things to say Bloody knuckle hands Measuring the will and the life span
I stood silent 'cause the words were just show Fear of knowing that there's more you don't know Ends that come from beginnings gone wrong The short fuse burning that's been lit for too long
Push my fears aside, I'll take it on the chin now Kill that foolish pride and answer with a grin now I don't wanna wait until we're dead To find out how we end up
I've got nothing but a glance and a crooked smile How many are there on my side, yeah Tired of running away and running out of things to say Watch behind my back Separate the bait from the trap now
I stood silent 'cause the words were just show Fear of knowing that there's more you don't know Ends that come from beginnings gone wrong The short fuse burning that's been lit for too long
Watch while the biggest voices (They're saying nothing new) drown by their own choices (They're saying nothing new)
What could be more brave Than dancing on you own grave?