Text: Senses Fail. Still Searching. Can't Be Saved.
Follow your bliss, it reads on my chest.
I know I got it tattooed for a reason.
Why can't I just hold it true?
'Cause I'm still crashing all the funerals
Of these people that I never knew.
Yeah!
I'm stuck in a coma, stuck in a never-ending sleep.
And some day I will wake up and realize I made up everything.
I shut the door and turn all the lights out.
And listen to all the songs that the night shouts.
They go something just like this...
So go fill up a glass with tonic rocks and gin
and drink yourself to happiness.
I'm stuck in a coma, stuck in a never-ending sleep.
And some day I will wake up and realize I made up everything.
We can all hang ourselves from gold chandeliers.
And drink goodbye to all, all the pain and fears.
Loose lips have sunk this ship, to a shallow grave.
Washed up upon the rocks. I won't be saved. I won't be saved.
I'm stuck in a coma, stuck in a never-ending sleep.
And some day I will wake up and realize I gave up everything.
(I won't...) So follow your bliss, it reads on my chest. (...be saved.)
(I won't...) I know I got it tattooed for a reason. (...be saved.)
(I won't...) I shut the door and, turn all the lights out. (...be saved.)
(I won't...) And listen to all the songs that the night shouts. (...be saved.)
Senses Fail
Still Searching
Senses Fail