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You were saved by the good book,
I was saved by the half full glass,
So come on take a good look,
Cause this party will be your last.
And theyve closed down the old bar,
This towns like a empty box,
And they cant have gone that far,
Cause I can still see some swing in the box.
The fall it feels like flying,
Theres a dangerous hope,
Cause the ground comes at you faster than youd think,
Lurking in the shadows,
With the bears and wolves,
Cause thats where you feel the most upon these days.
When you called I was screening,
It confused me that hear your voice,
It was like I was dreaming,
And ten years became along,
I could barely remember,
Just enough to open the wounds,
In the darkest December,
I can howl at the early moon.
The fall it feels like flying,
Theres a dangerous hope,
Cause the ground comes at you faster than youd think.
Lurking in the shadows,
With the bears and wolves,
Cause thats were you feel the most upon these days.