Instrumental by: David Hodges & Evan Buchanan Lyrics(Verses): Justin Rent Lyrics(Hook): Justin Rent & Evan Buchanan Vocals: Justin Rent & Sascha Seeger (All mixing & Mastering done by Justin Rent)
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Lyrics
Verse 1 - Justin Rent
He's ridin' to find that limelight. Says "the mind's high up, way past the sky line."
Says "It's my time just to make it in the pages, the fame and the fortune, extorsion and greatness.
F*** living average, average isn't lavish".
Has all his tracks packed up in his baggage.
Got the beer stains on his seats from the time on tour and the puke on his breath from the night before.
He still can't fall asleep, his girl ain't called in weeks.
He knew that she didn't understand what he had embedded in his heart this deep.
Just left school and his job, the wrongs and the rights of persuing to rock.
His time's running out, as he's running 'round on the town,
while the clock keeps tickin'.
Hook - Sascha Seeger(vocals), Evan & Justin(lyrics)
The world is going by
as people live their lives
but I keep thinking
our lives, we're wastin'
Keep sorrow in our lives
never see a different light
the pain in my mind
hides behind these eyes
Verse 2 - Justin Rent
She's trying to find that hindsight, says "the minds high up way past the sky line."
Says "it's my time, I'll leave him when it's safest...
the pain and the torture, I'm forced from this hatred
f*** living that bad, that's it, I'm past that."
Has all the crap packed up in a trash bag.
Got cuts on her wrist from the times she's sore,
and the bruises on her cheek from the night before.
She still can't fall asleep, that man still haunts the dreams.
She wished that he'd only understand what he had,
wouldn't let up when her hearts this weak.
The hatred, the lies and the bluffs.
The wrongs and the rights of trying to love.
Her times running out, as she's running 'round on thw town while the clock keeps ticking.
Hook